Early the next morning.

Yan Lingyu stretched his waist, rubbed his eyes, and then got dressed and prepared to wash, as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw breakfast in the living room.

Chopsticks, napkins, and food covered by spiritual power were all neatly placed on the table.

Yan Lingyu walked over and reached out to touch one of the spiritual power covers, but the spiritual power immediately dispersed, and then turned into a string of small words in front of him.

"Xiao Lingyu, my sister went to work, this is breakfast for you, if you want to cultivate, just find a place around here, I usually don't come here." ”

After a while, the small words gradually dissipated, and Yan Lingyu murmured: "The boss lady got up so early, don't care, go wash your face first." ”

After eating and putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Yan Lingyu was ready to start cultivating.

Push open the door, the fresh air is blowing in your face, last night it rained a lot, the trees and flowers have been washed again, and the scenery around the villa has added a bit of novelty.

Yan Lingyu came to a meadow, took out the Heaven Killing Sword and began to practice swordsmanship, this area has no other large buildings except Yu Qianrou's mansion, and everywhere in sight is grass, rockery, creek and quiet corridor.

Not long after the rain stopped, the grass was still wet, Yan Lingyu's steps kept bringing small splashes, and his trouser legs and shoes were wet.

However, Yan Lingyu didn't care about this, her body and sword skills became faster and faster, and after a while, the entire grass was filled with fierce sword qi, and the poor grass was cut off one by one by these sword qi.

Yan Lingyu slashed forward, and a white sword qi flew out, and then a rockery was blasted into countless pieces by this sword qi.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, Yan Lingyu gasped.

"It's over, this is not the back mountain, I smashed the rockery that people put up, what can I do, will the proprietress clean me up when she comes back. Yan Lingyu muttered to herself.

Then he glanced at the lawn again, and found that there were sections of broken grass all around him, and Yan Lingyu was even more nervous this time.

"Hey, it's only been the first day of coming, and I've made a mess of other people's lives, forget it, wait for the proprietress to come back and admit my mistake to her. ”

Yan Lingyu put away his sword, he didn't plan to practice anymore, he returned to the villa, took a mat out of the storage ring, and then sat at the door to exercise his mental strength.

The morning after the rain was colder than ever, but Yan Lingyu had to endure it, because it was better to exercise his spiritual power outdoors with his current cultivation, and sitting in the house, his spiritual power could not spread out through a wall.

After a while, the sun came out, and the sun shone on Yan Lingyu's body, slightly dispelling some of the chill.

Yan Lingyu was exercising his mental strength all morning, he sat motionless in front of the villa, although it was very cold, but at the thought of giving the master a surprise, Yan Lingyu still persevered.

The midday sun is getting warmer and warmer, and a woman in a sexy cheongsam dress walks from the long corridor in the distance.

When passing by somewhere, the beauty's eyes froze, and she saw the broken rockery, but she just glanced at it and didn't look at it much.

Yan Lingyu, who was exercising her mental strength, also sensed the arrival of the beauty, and he quickly stood up and greeted her.

"That, I'm sorry, boss, I accidentally broke your thing when I was practicing my sword. Yan Lingyu pointed to the broken rockery not far away and said weakly.

The beauty is naturally Yu Qianrou, she came back after she was busy with her own affairs, and in the afternoon she was going to teach Yan Lingyu the art of alchemy to see if he had any talent in this area.

"It's fine, it's not a valuable thing. With a wave of Yu Qianrouyu's hand, the broken rockery regrouped together, and it returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

This scene reminded Yan Lingyu of Ling Shuang's means of resurrecting the bamboo.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and said, "Sister Yu, why don't you add a protective film to the surrounding trees, grass, or whatever, so that I won't destroy things when I practice swords, and I practice swordsmanship in the back mountain as well." ”

"Protective film?"

"Yes, I used to practice swords in the back mountain, and I always cut down the bamboo planted by the master, and then the master covered the plants in the back mountain with a layer of spiritual protection, and I kept cutting it again. Yan Lingyu explained.

Yu Qianrou's eyes rolled: "Well, this method is good, it can be implemented." ”

I saw her stretch out a hand, condense a red petal in her hand with spiritual power, and then flick her fingers, and the petal floated into the sky.

When it reached a certain height, the petals gradually dissipated, turned into a little light, and then covered all the surrounding scenes.

After doing these things, Yu Qianrou said: "Go in, it's cold outside, are you hungry or not, I'll go and eat something right away." ”

Although Yan Lingyu hadn't moved all morning, it was not easy to exercise his mental strength, this was a delicate job, and it was extremely exhausting to cultivate, plus the weather was very cold, so there was no extra heat in his body for a long time.

"I'm a little hungry, why don't I cook a few more dishes at noon, hehe. Yan Lingyu crossed her hands in her sleeves and smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, then I'll copy a few more dishes for a while, you can eat as much as you want, and after eating, go and take a rest, and I'll teach you the art of alchemy in the afternoon." ”

Yu Qianrou walked into the house with sexy steps, and Yan Lingyu also followed.

However, when she heard that Yu Qianrou was going to teach him the art of alchemy, Yan Lingyu paused: "The art of alchemy, do you want to teach me alchemy, but I don't know anything about alchemy." ”

Yu Qianrou turned her head: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I can teach you, the protagonist in the storyteller's story doesn't know any other skills except for his martial arts, so you have to believe in yourself." ”

As soon as Yan Lingyu heard about the storyteller, she immediately became excited, yes, I just became the protagonist of the story once, alchemy must be no problem, maybe the refining weapon and the array are also at hand.

Thinking of this, Yan Lingyu nodded again and again: "Okay, then I'll learn alchemy in the afternoon." ”

..............

"It's okay, let's do it all over again. ”

In an open space in front of the villa, Yu Qianrou was comforting Yan Lingyu.

"Ah~, why is alchemy so difficult. Yan Lingyu sat on the ground and wailed.

At this time, his face was dark, his clothes and hair were messy, and the reason for all this was because of alchemy.

Our Yan Shaoxia followed Yu Damei to learn the art of alchemy, and as a result, so far, he has exploded eleven furnaces in a row.

Either the heat is not in place, or the amount of medicinal materials is not controlled with mental power, or the pharmacology is simply mistaken, anyway, the reason for the fryer has not been repeated so far.

Although Yu Qianrou said comforting words, she was also very shocked in her heart: How can the people valued by the Divine Palace be so stupid, even if they can't learn alchemy, they won't be able to fry.

Yan Lingyu raised her dark face, and two lines of tears flowed from her eyes: "Sister Yu, I may really not be suitable for alchemy, forget it, I don't study alchemy anymore." ”

Looking at Yan Lingyu's sad appearance, Yu Qianrou also figured it out, maybe the young man in front of her was really not suitable for learning alchemy.

After thinking for a while, Yu Qianrou said: "Then don't learn it, but your swordsmanship is very powerful, and you can control the sword in the Qi Refining Realm, maybe you are more friendly with weapons, and you can learn the art of refining." ”

As soon as Yu Qianrou's words came out, Yan Lingyu was instantly stunned: Yes, I have already integrated human swords, maybe my talent is not in alchemy, but in refining.

In order to prove that she is a genius, Yan Lingyu hurriedly stood up: "Sister Yu, then do you know how to refine weapons, teach me to refine weapons, maybe my talent is in refining weapons." ”

"I'm not very good at refining, but there are quite a few refining masters in the Chamber of Commerce, so I can ask them to teach you. Yu Qianrou said.

"Okay, okay, it's still early, Sister Yu hurry up and call a refining master, let's start right away." Yan Lingyu said eagerly.

Looking at Yan Lingyu's anxious appearance, Yu Qianrou felt in her heart: This young man is really determined, and the alchemy fryer has not knocked him down so many times, and he is really not an ordinary person.

"Okay, then I'll call someone now. Yu Qianrou nodded and said.

A moment later.

"This is Master Huang, the Sect Master of the First Grade Refining Weapon in the Chamber of Commerce. ”

There was a white-bearded old man standing in front of Yan Lingyu, and Yu Qianrou was introducing him to the origin of this person.

"I've seen Master Huang. Yan Lingyu saluted the old man.

Master Huang stroked his beard and nodded: "Well, refining tools must not only have an ingenuity, but also be familiar with the characteristics of various materials, today we will refine some small things first, and familiarize ourselves with the steps of refining tools." ”

Yan Lingyu saluted again: "Listen to Master Huang's teachings." ”

More than an hour later.

"Hey, it's the old man who is only shallow in his learning, and he can't teach Yan Gongzi, or the lord of the fast may find another master, maybe he can let Yan Gongzi embark on the road of refining. ”

Master Huang shook his head and left the place with a puzzled expression.

He really couldn't figure out why Yu Qianrou wanted him to teach such a stupid person to make a small flying knife, and as a result, he made a big fat knife for you, does that kind of weapon kill people, maybe it's okay to laugh at the dead.

"Ah~ah~Ah, I'm not the protagonist, ah~ah~ah, the water of West Lake, my tears ......"

After Master Huang left, Yan Lingyu's sad singing voice came from the grass.