Chapter Ninety-Two: The Spirit Bead
The first day of the first month of the first month of the year 9999 in the Lingwu calendar of the Tianxuan Continent.
Ye family, East Garden.
Ye Wu sat cross-legged on the bed with his heart to the sky, and with his breathing, between his mouth and nose, two horses of more than a few feet long practiced white qi, and with the young man's breathing, one long and one short, as if he had come to life.
Moreover, as the boy cultivated, a dazzling fire exploded around the boy's body.
It was the power of thunder that exploded to the extreme.
For five days, since Deyue Ju sold the materials of the Silver Moon Blue Wolf, the Two-Headed Snake Mang, and the Bloodthirsty Tiger, Ye Wu has been cowering in the hut, his divine sense has penetrated into the sea of knowledge, and he has been cultivating, cultivating, and cultivating again.
With his cultivation, Ye Wu felt that he had already touched the threshold of the fifth layer of qi training, and there was only one opportunity left before he could break through to the fifth layer of qi training.
The cultivation of the thunder spirit body, the accumulation of spiritual power is simply superhuman, if it weren't for Ye Wu's physical fitness that couldn't keep up, with the terrifying speed of the thunder spirit body absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, Ye Wu estimated that until the seventh layer of qi training, there would be no obstacle at all.
Now, it's just that the physical fitness can't keep up.
The enhancement of physical fitness is not an overnight thing, it takes years of accumulation, of course, the nourishment of spiritual energy will always enhance the physical fitness of martial artists, ordinary martial artists are not worried about this problem, but Ye Wu's cultivation is growing too fast, which causes physical fitness to not keep up with the speed of spiritual power.
Now, the spiritual power stored in the young man's body has reached the limit that his body can bear, and Ye Wu does not dare to easily increase the absorption of spiritual power again.
The current cultivation is to constantly use spiritual power to wash one's body and enhance the quality of the body bit by bit, but this is a water mill, and I can't be in a hurry.
As the twilight receded, the morning glow rose, the morning sun jumped out of the earth, and in the deep courtyard of the Ye family's mansion, the bell of Dangdang began to echo.
Listening to the faint bell in his ears, the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with five hearts to the sky, the eyelashes of his eyes trembled slightly, and then, the young man's dark eyes suddenly opened.
As the young man opened his eyes, there seemed to be two full moons rising in the dark hut, and the silvery white electric light illuminated the dark hut.
The young man who opened his eyes, in the dark eyes, seemed to burst out two thunderbolts, and the divine light was terrifying.
"Is it time?"
Listening to the very regular bell in his ears, Ye Wu exhaled a long breath, and the two exercises in his mouth and nose were like two sharp arrows, with the breath of the young man, he snorted and stabbed into the Eight Immortals Table in the hall, stabbing the Eight Immortals Table made of paulownia wood into a conspicuous cave.
"Hey!"
Ye Wu shook his head, a little helpless.
This is the result every day when I wake up, and the Eight Immortals Table in front of me is already full of holes, and it is obvious that I am being abused by Ye Wu.
Fortunately, the Eight Immortals Table can't speak, it's just a dead thing.
Staring at the glow outside the window, Ye Wu crossed his fingers and raised his hand to stretch a big lazy waist.
Cracking sound...... Cracking sound......
Immediately, a dense crunching sound of bones sounded inside the boy's body.
"Comfortable!"
Stretching comfortably, moving his muscles and bones, the young man's eyes were shining and he stepped out of bed, "Yong'an City Dabi, I'm here!"
Ye Wu's dark eyes showed a determined look.
"Yun Ling Bead, that's my parents' thing, no one can take it from my hands. ”
In the morning sun, the young man's eyes were like gods.
After a while, the boy opened the courtyard door.
The silent Ye family was already full of people at the moment when the bell rang, the new year, the new day, the Ye Mansion was covered with red and hung colors, so lively.
Those subordinates have already risen up.
"Young Master Wu...... Happy New Year!"
"Young Master Wu, Happy New Year!"
......
Ye Wu walked all the way, whether it was a subordinate or a manager, all of them stood aside respectfully, bowing their heads to greet the young man.
"Hmm!"
Ye Wu put his hands in his pockets and nodded casually.
"Look, I'll just say that Young Master Wu is the kindest, and he even nodded to us subordinates. Where are those children like the side branches, with their nostrils facing the sky, in the posture of the eldest of the heavens and the second of the earth, especially that Ye Qian, who is not polite at all and looks down on people!"
"That's it, it's ......"
Along the way, the martial artist was deaf and clear-sighted, and Ye Wu heard a lot of whispers, all of which were exaggerating him and belittling Ye Qian.
Hit the high and step on the low.
That's the reality.
Ye Wu shook his head.
In the past five years, when Ye Wu had no strength, these people in charge were not like this, and sure enough, this world still relied on strength to speak.
When you're strong, everything that wasn't before becomes nothing.
Hehe!
With a self-deprecating laugh, Ye Wu followed the gravel path and stepped into the gate of the West Garden.
On the huge ring, several figures stood straight like javelins, and the head of the Ye family, the elder, stood condescendingly under the city tower, staring at the entire West Garden.
As Ye Wu walked into the West Garden, on the martial arts training ground, the gathered teenagers consciously separated a road and let the teenagers pass.
The ghost boy was like a god, and he slaughtered the strength of the fifth- or sixth-layer ghost soldiers, and completely conquered the young man of the Ye family.
What kind of power is that, so that the ghost soldiers of the fifth or sixth level of Qi cultivation can be regarded as nothing, and when they thought of that scene, the young people of the Ye family trembled.
Ye Wu put his hands in his pockets, calmly stepped into the ring step by step in the passage where the teenagers consciously got out of the way.
"Hmph, pretend!"
Ye Qiang was the most foaming at the mouth, and pouted directly at Ye Wu to show his disdain.
“......”
Ye Huan next to him slapped his head, supported his forehead with his hand, and was completely speechless.
"Brother Ye!"
Ye Haoran also shouted in surprise and walked towards Ye Wu.
On the huge ring, there were a total of ten people standing at this time, namely: Ye Qingyu of the fifth layer of Qi training, Ye Qiang of the fourth layer of Qi training, Ye Haoran of the fourth layer of Qi training, and Ye Huan who had just broken through to the fourth layer of Qi training, and five fresh faces, Ye Wu had only seen a few faces, and he didn't even know the name.
With the arrival of Ye Wu, the bell of 108 just stopped.
Above the city tower, Ye Zhengnan, the head of the Ye family, stepped out, stood proudly in the void, looked down at the young man Junjie in the ring below, and said loudly: "New year, new beginning, don't say anything else, just say one thing." ”
Ye Zhengnan, a proud family member who stood in the void, rolled his eyes, fell on the ring, looked at the ten heavenly pride sons representing the Ye family in the ring, and said formally: "This Yong'an City competition, the Ye family must not afford to lose, in order to improve everyone's enthusiasm."
This time, in the Yong'an City Competition, the one who has won the top of the competition, the family will reward the person at the top of the list with a magic weapon. ”
After speaking, Ye Zhengnan, who was arrogant and elegant, did not wait for everyone to react, and immediately raised his hand to make a move.
Immediately, a dripping round bead floated in the void, emitting a hazy dazzling light.
"Yun Ling Bead!"
Staring at the beads in the void, Ye Wu's eyes shrank, and his breathing stagnated.