After practicing the first technique of the Jindan Root Seal, Ye Lan no longer had the Essence Blood Pill to use, and because of the manipulation of the Hongmeng rune by his mind, he couldn't help but feel a little tired, so he lay on the table and closed his eyes to recuperate.

About two hours later, around dawn, Ye Lan woke up, feeling full of energy and strength, he couldn't help stretching his body, closing his eyes and yawning long.

"Oh......"

A long, soothing yawn sounded abruptly in the quiet boudoir of the early morning......

"Oh, I'm going to die, I'm making people sleep. The resentful voice of the little butterfly on the pink bed buzzed from under the large soft futon.

Ye Lan was a little reluctant, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said softly: "That...... Master, I don't have the Essence Blood Pill again, see if I can overdraw a little. ”

"Oh, you're a big fat pig, it's only been a few days and the Essence Blood Pill is gone. Let's not take it as an example, you can take the pill here first, and you have to remember to return it to me later. ”

With the reluctant words, a small white-skinned lotus root arm stretched out from under the futon and threw Ye Lan a space bag.

"Hurry up and give me two Dan books. And remember not to talk nonsense in the future, otherwise neither of us will have a good life. ”

Ye Lan took the space bag into his hand, and saw the little butterfly's little hands dangling and scratching outside the bedding, so he picked up the two books on the table, and hurriedly walked over and put them in her hands, her little hands retracted, and she continued to sleep with her head covered.

"I'm leaving, Master. ”

Ye Lan said softly, put away the space bag, turned around and walked out of the boudoir, and walked towards the long tunnel.

This time, the little butterfly gave Ye Lan fifty essence blood pills, but they were all inflow spirit pills, twenty human-level low-grade essence blood pills, and thirty human-level middle-grade essence blood pills.

Just this fifty entry-level essence blood pills are worth at least five hundred thousand, and from here, you can compare the difference between an ordinary disciple and an alchemist.

For example, the last time Ye Lan was born and died, he carried out a human-level four-star mission, and he desperately got a task reward of 30,000, and the alchemist only needs to practice a few human-level elixirs, he can earn more than 30,000, and there is no danger of falling.

However, cultivation is an opportunity to be one in a thousand, and an alchemist is one in a thousand among monks, each of which is extremely precious, and it is a matter of course to obtain transcendent status and abundant wealth.

"This little master is really caring. ”

Ye Lan's heart was warm, he only knew about the lack of elixirs, but the little butterfly had prepared enough elixirs in advance, and they were all high-grade pills suitable for him, obviously the little butterfly had observed the details in advance, and had an accurate grasp of his physical condition before making targeted preparations.

"Ouch......"

Ye Lan was thinking about it, and at a corner, he was suddenly hit by a soft thing, and then he heard a woman's coquettish voice.

Ye Lan looked up and saw that it was a petite girl who bumped into his arms, thirteen or fourteen years old like a little butterfly, rubbing her forehead.

"Sister Qingluan, how can there be a big man in Sister Little Butterfly's secret room. ”

Qing Beibei stared at Ye Lan with a wary face, this man with a body harder than iron can't be a **thief, it is rumored that **thieves have tempered their bodies to be extremely strong, so they can do dirty things.

"He's Ye Lan, don't you remember, last time he killed the three-tailed scorpion to save your life. ”

Qingluan reluctantly smiled and introduced, how could this stinky Ye Lan appear in the little butterfly secret room, although he knew that Ye Lan was the newly accepted apprentice of the little butterfly, but there was no need to lead him into his boudoir.

Qingluan thought sourly, then glared at Ye Lan viciously, snorted, pulled up Qingbeibei, who had suddenly realized, and ran eagerly towards the little butterfly boudoir.

"I didn't provoke her. ”

Ye Lan was confused about Qingluo's sudden little temper, and she just thought that she was fickle, uh...... Young beautiful girls are also a type of woman......

......

"Senior Brother Ye is early!"

"Senior Brother Ye is invincible in the world!"

"Senior Brother Ye's longevity is boundless!"

"Senior Brother Ye, you intercede with Little Butterfly for me, just lend me the Demon Pill, I'm going to the Underground Demon Cave, without the Demon Pill, I will have to live and die." ”

"Senior Brother Ye wants to set up a small group, I, Chen Feng, am the first to join. ”

......

As soon as Ye Lan came to the Jindan Hall, the overwhelming sound of greetings and pleadings suddenly surged, which was completely different from the previous avoidance like a tiger, most of the disciples surrounded him, and the words of praise were full of praise.

Whether it was Ye Lan poisoning the demon scorpion or beating the law enforcement disciples, the Xuantianmen disciples were impressed by him. What's more important is that Ye Lan's quasi-Taoist companion Qinglin is strong enough to kill the dragon, which makes his status rise and win the knot of all the disciples.

Many of the same doors, true or false, resounded from time to time in this Jindan hall.

At this moment, Ye Lan forgot all about the humiliation and humiliation, and dealt with all this with a light smile. If it was before, he might have gotten carried away, but after experiencing the great change of life and death, Ye Lan looked at all this relatively lightly, the only thing he valued was strength, only strong strength was eternal, without strength, everyone was in the mirror.

Getting rid of the entanglement of his fellow disciples, Ye Lan returned to his courtyard and began to cultivate the Jindan Root Seal and the Yin Yang Treasure Bottle Seal. After Ji Lu drew two Dan Jue and successfully cultivated, he entered the Little Thunder Realm to cultivate the Nine Tribulations Sword Body.

......

Purple Mt. Wind Temple.

"Hoo ......"

One night, a long night passed.

On a large bed, Feng Wuji breathed a long sigh of relief, and his two-meter-tall strong body reluctantly got up from the "cute" and "delicate body" under him, and then dressed and freshened up.

This night, he felt that he had come back to life, especially when he was galloping across the country, and many thoughts about Senior Brother Long had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, growing irrepressibly.

The door was locked, and he specially instructed his servants not to disturb him even if the sky fell, otherwise disaster would befall him.

"I have obtained the supreme inheritance of the primeval titan god, as long as I work hard to cultivate, there is still something I can't get my hands on. ”

Feng Wuji looked at the "vulgar powder" lying on the bed with some disgust, this was the first gain he had after gaining strength, and he would have to make great achievements in the future and win the senior brother he liked.

"Hmm-"

Mu Fengyun frowned, snorted in pain, and his pale face woke up.

"What is this place......?"

Suddenly, Mu Fengyun, who wanted to sit up, gasped, his face turned a little paler, and he only felt that the sharp pain in the center of his buttocks came from it, which exceeded the pain of the bone crack in his chest.

"What's going on, why does it hurt there. ”

Mu Fengyun lay on the bed weakly, looking very puzzled, he remembered that he had not been injured there.

At this time, Feng Wuji walked over, his body more than two meters tall was very impactful, and he had already had a draft, so he said coldly:

"You finally woke up, I have one thing to tell you, after Ye Lan's little bastard knocked you out, he turned you over and kicked you in the buttocks a few times, and humiliated you in public, what are your plans for this matter?"

He is not afraid that the matter will be revealed, after all, he will be humiliated in public, and it is impossible for Mu Fengyun to find himself bored to investigate in detail.

"What!...... Ye Lan, that brute, couldn't die well, killed people but nodded, and actually humiliated me in public, and I will never die with him in this life. ”

Mu Fengyun was lying on the bed, his fingers were about to be broken, his expression showed unprecedented madness, and his hatred for Ye Lan was almost endless.

"In the future, how can I go back and face the senior brothers and sisters of the Law Enforcement Hall, my life will be ruined. ”

Mu Fengyun closed his eyes and said miserably in his heart.

"Mu Fengyun, if you don't have a place to go, you can take refuge in the promising Senior Brother Long, with your strength, you are much more qualified than you are living in a small law enforcement hall. ”

Feng Wuji smiled secretly in his heart, as if he had calculated Mu Fengyun's thinking, and threw out an olive branch at the right time.

Mu Fengyun was silent for a long time before he slowly opened his eyes and said disheartenedly: "I promise to join." ”

It's better to die than to live, a disciple like him who has fallen into the law enforcement stall, after going back, the end has always been miserable, and investing in Purple God Mountain can at least save his life.

"You made the right choice. You can recuperate with peace of mind now, Ye Lan and I will share the sky, and Senior Brother Long and I will not let him live well. I have sent people to keep an eye on his whereabouts, and they will come to me as soon as there is any trouble. ”

Feng Wuji's eyes were gloomy, and as soon as he remembered the scene when he was knocked out by Ye Lan in front of all the disciples, the fire of hatred in his heart suddenly burned brightly, and it was difficult to extinguish.