The right palm of the Zongsheng corpse bone contained his celestial art inheritance, which was unknown to everyone, except for Ye Qingxuan, the delineator. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The power of this palm was terrifying, and it was the full force of a Flying Heaven Realm powerhouse.

The power of the Holy Grade Earth-level Heavenly Technique is really earth-shattering, and the Yunfeng Mansion hundreds of miles away can clearly feel it, making many people restless.

Ye Qingxuan's heart was also a little hot at this time, and after taking the secret book of alchemy on Hei Jiao's body, as well as two demon pills, he quickly left here and returned to the volcanic cave where he often cultivated.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he pressed the right palm of the sect saint to his eyebrows, and an obscure message suddenly poured in like a flood that burst the embankment, and every ancient word was deeply engraved in his soul.

"The Holy Ground-level Heavenly Skill Great Compassion Divine Palm, containing the magical power of Buddhism, holding the world, turning over the clouds and rain, throwing mountains and mountains, it is really terrifying!"

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan exhaled a breath of turbidity, this half an hour's kung fu was only a dozen words, this grade of heavenly art was not at all what he could imagine now.

He estimated that if he used it, he might not even be able to exert the power of Yicheng, and his physical body would not be able to withstand this kind of attrition, and the same was true for his true qi.

Immediately afterward, he set his fiery gaze on the three things that were in front of him.

The two golden demon pills, one is owned by the Black Jiao of the Heavenly Demon Realm, and the other is naturally owned by the Blue Wolf King, but the Demon Pill of the Blue Wolf King is now greatly lost and has a dull luster, but the quality is still much higher than that of the Black Jiao's Demon Pill, which is the essential difference in the realm.

Putting away the two demon pills solemnly, he deeply knew how valuable this level of demon pills was, and if they were placed outside, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

Then, his gaze became extremely hot, and he fell on the black ancient book, the Secret Book of Alchemy!

The secret book is very thick, it records a lot of things, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of, like gold and not gold, like wood and not wood, extremely soft, and it is engraved with dense small characters, like tadpole text, vivid, flowing with a different kind of charm.

"General Outline of Alchemy!" Ye Qingxuan turned the first page, his eyes were instantly attracted by the four big words, and the whole person was immersed in it at once.

This reading was a full half a day, and it was not until dusk that Ye Qingxuan came back to his senses from the secret book.

"In simple terms, the road is simple, this is much simpler and easier to understand than what I saw in the Ye Family's Scripture Pavilion. Ye Qingxuan's eyes were bright, and he had a sense of epiphany, and many small mistakes that existed in the previous alchemy were all clear to him at this time.

After all, this is the inheritance left by a powerhouse at the level of a sect saint, and that realm has become transcendent, naturally it is not comparable to ordinary alchemists.

After that, he turned the next few pages, and each grade was clearly divided, with corresponding various pills, various elixirs, and details to pay attention to when refining medicine, the control of fire, the perception of soul power, and the experience of alchemy, the details are incredible, it is definitely a priceless book!

"It's worth it!"

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan closed the secret codex, feeling that the future was unprecedentedly bright, and his heart was full of confidence, even if his qualifications were mediocre, with the secret book in hand, he could eat the refining medicine as beans, which was enough to catch up with the pride of heaven like the Northern Stygian Kun.

When he returned to Ye's Mansion, it was already dark, Ye Hongya saw that he came back safe and sound, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, the vision that happened in the Blue Wolf Mountain today alarmed many people, and it is said that the lord of the mansion rushed over to investigate in person.

Ye Qingxuan relaxed for a short time, the trip to the secret realm did make him tense, but the final effort was worth it, and he became the biggest unknown winner.

Entered the secret realm first, got the legendary Divine Land Spirit Breath Fetal Soil, cultivated four or five peerless elixirs like this, and finally got the Great Creation of the Secret Book of Alchemy and the Holy Heavenly Technique, if it is known, I am afraid that the entire Ye family will not be able to protect him.

In the past few days, he has given himself a holiday, accompanied his eldest sister and the two little loli of the sixth uncle Ye Yunfei's family to visit Yunfeng Mansion, look east and west, and buy a lot of things he needs.

After all, the secret realm of Blue Wolf Mountain has been sealed for thousands of years, and the accumulation of the heritage in it is absolutely terrifying, giving birth to countless elixirs.

Ye Qingxuan also took advantage of this opportunity to buy a lot of things he needed, which were basically first-grade elixirs or spirit demon pills, preparing for the next alchemy.

After shopping around, he was idle, and on this day, he came to the courtyard, brought a chair and sat opposite Ye Yunge, and looked at him like this, without saying a word.

Ye Hongyan walked out of the door and saw this scene, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed, she didn't know what kind of mistake Ye Qingxuan had made, what was staring at her father.

Ye Yunge, who was drunk and asleep, was stared at by him a little hairy, but on the surface, he still looked sloppy and unkempt, drunk and snoring like thunder.

"Don't pretend, I've seen through you a long time ago!" Ye Qingxuan kicked him angrily.

But Ye Yunge didn't seem to hear it, and his snoring was even more cheerful.

"I'll wipe it!" Ye Qingxuan glared, he didn't expect him to really not get in the oil and salt, and he pretended to be more like acting.

Ye Qingxuan snorted lightly: "Don't say yes, I remember the last time I went to the mansion master, as soon as I mentioned your name, his attitude immediately changed, this time I will go in your name, just say that my father asked me to come to visit you, by the way, I want to see what he will say!"

Ye Qingxuan was about to get up and leave, but he had already walked to the door, Ye Yunge still didn't make any movement, it seemed that he was really just a sloppy drunkard.

Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, walked over and sat on the chair with a menacing attitude, and stared at Ye Yunge viciously, as if he wanted to see him through.

I have to say that Ye Yunge is really a man with a lot of taste, in Ye Qingxuan's words, he looks as handsome as him, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a face like a crown of jade, if it weren't for his raunchy appearance, he would definitely be a beautiful man who fascinated thousands of girls.

After staring at him for a while, Ye Qingxuan gave up and was silent for a while: "Then you should always tell me who my mother is, right?"

When he thought of this, a picture couldn't help but flash in his mind, when he was in the Flame Mountain, he killed a demon spirit, a member of the Phantom Clan, and the three words she said at that time, "You are a dark ......", have been lingering in his mind, making him deeply remember, I don't know what she wants to say, and what does the last word "dark" mean?

He looked down at the black dagger on his waist again, and always felt that this thing was not simple, not only was it extremely sharp, cutting everything was like cutting tofu, but it also contained a power that made him extremely familiar and incomparably unfamiliar.

Vaguely, he felt that his mother, whom he had never met, was not simple.

After all, when he wrote the book, he only mentioned this in passing, Ye Yunge is an extremely mediocre third master of the Ye family, and so is his son Ye Qingxuan, whose mother also died of dystocia.

As soon as he thought of the various variables that had happened along the way, he unconsciously shuddered, the plot bugs that happened here were too powerful, and many of the things that he had brought in one stroke had changed, bringing unpredictable variables that made him difficult to control.

He had to suspect that the reborn family also contained all kinds of variables, and all kinds of clues that had happened recently made him suspicious.

Ye Yunge burped, spewed out a mouthful of wine, and said with sleepy eyes: "Didn't I tell you, your mother died of dystocia!"

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Really, I'll ask my grandfather and uncle later, and see if it's true." ”

Ye Yunge didn't react, his face didn't matter.

Ye Qingxuan pondered for a while, then took out the black dagger and asked in a deep voice, "What is this?" Don't lie to me, I don't think this is an ordinary dagger!"

Ye Yunge glanced at it, a light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he yawned and said, "I picked it up by chance, it feels quite sharp, so I hung it on the wall, since you took it, I'll give it to you." ”

Ye Qingxuan frowned, knowing that he couldn't get any news from his father, but in fact, he didn't know whether his brother's appearance was pretended, or if he was really so mediocre and incompetent.

Seeing that he couldn't get any useful news from his father, Ye Qingxuan got up and left.

Ye Yunge looked at his distant back, his eyes became as unfathomable as a secluded pool, it was not that he didn't want to tell Ye Qingxuan his true life experience, it was really too much involved, even he couldn't bear it, so he could only paralyze himself and others like this.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

The romantic character of the year was still wiped out after all, I don't know how many people in the world can remember?

Leaving the courtyard, Ye Qingxuan walked all the way to the auction, he has been weighing the pros and cons recently, whether it is better to expose his identity as an alchemist or continue to hide it.

If it is exposed, the impact of a fourteen-year-old first-grade alchemist is absolutely unprecedented, and it will be favored by many people, and the benefits will be obvious.

But on the other hand, it will also summon the jealousy of many people, mediocre qualifications, but excellent alchemy talent, under the mutual offset, no matter how you look at him, he can grow up, not to mention the infighting of the Ye family, even the Xiao family and the Beiming family will not watch him grow up like this.

Just like his third brother Ye Qingtian, it seems that he is alive and well, but in the past ten years, he secretly does not know how many assassinations he has encountered, of course, the Ye family is the same for the geniuses of the Xiao family and the Beiming family, and he must have secretly done something.

This is the open and secret struggle between the big families, which is chilling, but helpless.

As soon as he entered the auction house, a burst of fragrant fragrance came to his face, Huang Fei swayed with a seductive figure, his slender waist writhed like a water snake, and the rose-red cheongsam was about to open to the root of his thighs, revealing a large piece of snow white, almost blinding Ye Qingxuan's eyes.

"It turned out to be the seventh young master of the Ye family, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you miss someone?" Huang Fei exhaled like an orchid, and the furrow on his chest almost sucked Ye Qingxuan's eyes in.

Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes and said, "I'll auction something, and buy something by the way." ”

Huang Fei giggled, and the charm between her eyebrows flowed, and she was indescribably enchanting and charming.

Ye Qingxuan secretly scolded a goblin in his heart, this woman exudes charm everywhere in her body, as long as she is a normal man, no one can resist her temptation.

Coming to the window, Ye Qingxuan took out more than a dozen third-grade elixirs and handed them over, all of them were obtained in the secret realm, anyway, he didn't need them at the moment, and he didn't know how long it would take to be promoted to a third-grade alchemist, so it was better to sell them first and buy something he needed.

Seeing the dozen or so elixirs of the year, a bright light flashed in Yan Ming's eyes, he naturally knew about the secret realm, but he didn't expect Ye Qingxuan to have such a ability, he actually got more than a dozen, and he didn't know if he was lucky or had such strength.