[Chapter Word Count:4048Last Updated:2015-04-2710:02:50.0]

After seeing the fat man Zhao Dazhi go away, Ye Chuan took a turn on the mountain peak, and when he came back, his face was solemn.

The situation of insect infestations is even more severe than expected.

Overnight, more herbs on Ziyun Peak withered, and in some places even died in large areas.

The Cloud Mist Sect's Spirit Gathering Array is unique, using the Spirit Gathering Array to breed medicinal herbs, and the spiritual power emitted by the medicinal herbs in turn strengthens the power of the Spirit Gathering Array, promoting each other to form a virtuous circle. This kind of spirit gathering array is known as the medicine spirit array, and it was passed on by Ye Chuan to the Ghost Hand Medicine King, the founder of the Cloud Mist Sect, back then, and the latter was passed on to his personal disciples, and it was passed down from generation to generation.

It's a pity, maybe it's because the personal disciples of the Ghost Hand Medicine King can't cultivate at home, or maybe some of the know-how has been lost after millions of years, and now the medicine spirit arrays on the peaks of the Cloud Mist Sect have many flaws. It is precisely because of this that this wild xenomorph fly with compound eyes on its head is taken advantage of.

Now, when the herbs suddenly suffered from insect infestation and died in a large area, trouble came, and the power of the medicinal spirit array was greatly weakened, and the disciples could cultivate with half the effort. In the long run, not only will the task of the Great Qin King not be completed, but the strength of the sect will also be greatly reduced!

"Old Rabbit, Old Rabbit, back then, I helped you create the Cloud Mist Sect, and now, do you want to help your sect resist this catastrophe with my own hands?"

Ye Chuan sighed, a little nostalgic for the former follower of the Ghost Hand Medicine King.

Millions of years ago, among his many retinues, the Ghost Hand Medicine King was far from being the most powerful, and even a little clumsy, not to mention greedy, and extremely lustful and bad for a lot of things, but he was definitely the most loyal, not one of them. Every time Ye Chuan encountered danger, he was the first to rush to the front.

Breaking out of the Burial God Valley, millions of years have passed, Ye Chuan returned to the Cloud Mist Sect, but the Ghost Hand Medicine King is nowhere to be found. I don't know if I have already feathered in some hidden corner, or if I have broken through the shackles of heaven and earth to the outer world.

Ye Chuan was a little distracted, and came back to his senses after sighing.

He could see the defects of the Medicine Spirit Array at a glance, and he knew how to correct them, but it would take a lot of vitality to repair them, and it would not be of much use to cultivate without the True Human Realm. It seems that it is necessary to speed up the cultivation speed.

Ye Chuan walked to the study, picked up the crystal bottle on the table and looked at it, the flies locked in it were still alive. With a slight groan, he dropped a few drops of the herb's juice into it, and put the crystal bottle back on the table.

This fly had already been domesticated, however, Ye Chuan was obviously not ready to cultivate it into a powerful helper. Although it is also a wild alien species, this kind of fly is full of destructive power, but its talent is limited, and no matter how much it is cultivated, it will not become a great talent, so it will be kept for other purposes.

"The hurricane is over, and the grass is the only one left, so let this storm come more violently!"

Ye Chuan sat down cross-legged and meditated.

As a former great sage, he is not afraid of any storm, all he needs is time. It takes time to lurk in the Cloud Mist Sect and slowly become stronger, and gradually experience the baptism of the storm like a weak grass in order to thrive. When the time comes, he will reign again in the wild world, and the heavens, the earth, will tremble under his feet.

A trace of pure spiritual power fell from the sky, and compared to before, it was really much weaker.

Ye Chuan loosened his self-restraint slightly, urged the Demon Refining Heaven Swallowing Technique, and swept the heaven and earth aura within a radius of thousands of kilometers, and soon, there was a luster flickering on his body. First the skin, then the muscles and tendons. The luster grew brighter and stronger, and slowly, penetrated into the bones, and flowed down to the limbs. The body trembled gently, the muscles were strengthening, the muscles and bones were resonating, and the body had a feeling of exhilaration. The dragon veins in the body crystallize and exude vigorous vitality and power.

Refining periosteum!

Warrior Fivefold!

Ye Chuan urged the exercises, and once again advanced by leaps and bounds, and the qi mass at the dantian was even more condensed, and the signs of condensing into a heaven-swallowing talisman were even more obvious.

The cultivation techniques of the ancient gods and demons in the Valley of the Buried Gods were really powerful, which shocked Ye Chuan, who had once covered the sky with one hand. This is still the crushing of the ancient prohibition in the Valley of the Buried Gods, and he has degenerated into a mortal body, a mortal fetus, and a mortal life, otherwise the cultivation speed will be faster.

Ye Chuan stopped there, not in a hurry to continue to break through, but mobilized the power of the dragon vein crystals in his body to refine his muscles and bones.

Fighting with the fat Zhao Dazhi, he looks easy, but in fact it implies a lot of risks. If the fat man had been a little faster and more agile, maybe he would have been lying on the ground.

The sevenfold martial arts, refining skin, refining meat, refining tendons, refining bones, refining periosteum, refining internal organs, and refining blood, the first five are particularly important, determining a person's strength, speed, and agility. If you don't hone these five stages well, even if you cultivate to the seventh level of martial arts, you can't become a peak martial artist, and after transforming into a monk, your potential is limited. A large part of the reason why the fat man Zhao Dazhi was defeated was that the foundation was not strong.

Ye Chuan is experienced, he is not in a hurry, and he cultivates quietly. It wasn't until the next morning that he slowly opened his eyes, jumped up and stretched his hands and feet, his muscles and bones crackled, and he unconsciously grew half an inch taller.

Ye Chuan picked up the broom placed in the corner and cleaned the fallen leaves in the yard, which was his daily homework. In the process of cleaning the fallen leaves, observe the subtleties and understand the ups and downs of life and death.

Life is like playing the piano, with ups and downs of joy and sorrow.

Don't be too happy and don't get carried away when you are in order, because the next moment may be a disaster. When you encounter a setback, you don't have to be too sad, the next moment, maybe it's a turning point in your life. Only by taking a peek and thinking through can you go further and more steadily on the path of cultivation.

After being reincarnated as a human being, Ye Chuan had a feeling in his heart that he couldn't feel when he covered the sky with his hand before, and he had an understanding of the way of heaven.

"Senior brother, senior brother......"

Before the yard was cleaned, shouts were heard outside.

Ye Chuan opened the door and walked out, and unexpectedly found that the fat man Zhao Dazhi was here again. However, this time he was alone, and the brutal and pungent Zhu Sijia was nowhere to be seen, "Fatty, what is it called early in the morning, and your butt is itching again?"

"The senior brother didn't dare, the senior brother laughed. ”

The fat man Zhao Dazhi was more respectful in his words, and the senior brother said from the bottom of his heart, he didn't dare to be rude in front of Ye Chuan, and now he was respectful and afraid of Ye Chuan, "Senior brother, the elder has an invitation, let you go to the Cloud Mist Hall immediately." ”

"Okay, let's go!"

Ye Chuan nodded, threw the broom aside, and left with the fat man Zhao Dazhi.

This broom is in his hand, and it is a big killer. But in the eyes of others, it's just a broom, or a black and dirty broom, and no one wants to give it away, and no one will take a fancy to such a thing.

After breaking through to the fifth level of the martial artist, Ye Chuan was refreshed, and his speed and endurance were not under the fat man of the seventh level of the martial artist when he walked, which made the latter's doubts and fears even more terrifying, and he couldn't understand Ye Chuan's cultivation even more. The two of them walked like the wind, and quickly came to the Cloud and Mist Hall.

Walking in and taking a look, Ye Chuan was surprised to find that everyone had arrived. Several elders sat upright, and the hall masters and elite disciples of each hall stood in two columns below, and Zhu Sijia and Jinhua were also impressively in the column. Looking at Ye Chuan, Zhu Sijia had a complicated expression, but a strange smile appeared on Jinhua's face.

"Disciple Ye Chuan, I have seen all the elders. Ye Chuan bowed slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart, but his face remained silent.

"Ye Chuan, how old are you, how many years have you been getting started?" the Great Elder asked.

"The disciple is fifteen years old this year, and he has been in the school for fifteen years, and thanks to the help of the head of the sect, he escaped a catastrophe when he was born. Ye Chuan replied, according to his memory, he was just born by Yun Feiwu, the head of the Cloud Mist Sect, and was carried up the mountain to be accepted as a personal disciple, while his parents and fellow villagers died in a fire, and the entire village was burned to ashes.

"What level of cultivation have you reached now?" the Great Elder asked again, pulling the beard on his chin.

Ye Chuan replied honestly, without concealment, "Martial artist fivefold." ”

"What?"

In the main hall, an exclamation quickly sounded, and Zhu Sijia and Jinhua were even more shocked.

During yesterday's battle, Ye Chuan was obviously only a martial artist fourfold, how could he break through overnight?

The Great Elder was also surprised, the powerful divine thought penetrated through the body, and quickly found out Ye Chuan's cultivation, and sure enough, it was a martial artist fivefold, and he had already begun to refine the periosteum, "Ye Chuan, you...... , how did you cultivate, the head of the sect is back?"

In just a few days, he broke through from the first level of the martial artist to the fifth level of the martial artist, this is not a genius, it is a complete demon!

If you continue to cultivate like this, then you still have to do it?

The Great Elder was taken aback, the martial artist fivefold was nothing, but Ye Chuan's cultivation speed was also too amazing. Thinking about it, it can only be explained if the head of the sect comes in person and teaches Ye Chuan, a disciple, to wash the marrow.

"No, the disciple hasn't seen the master for many years. It's just that outside the Valley of the Burial God, I accidentally ate a vermilion wild fruit, and after I came back, I quickly broke through the bottleneck. Ye Chuan replied, he had already thought of an excuse, "Great Elder, let me go down the mountain this time, is there anything wrong?"

"A nuisance, a big nuisance. ”

The Great Elder's face was gloomy, and he didn't ask any more questions, and glanced Ye Chuan up and down. The fivefold realm of martial artists is surprising, but it is still far from enough, the great elder sighed, "Ye Chuan, the triennial competition of the three major sects of Yunwu Mountain is coming, this time, the Xuanding Sect and the Five Sects unanimously require that the big disciples of the three major sects must personally lead the team to participate in the battle. ”

There are three major sects in the Cloud Mist Mountains, and the Cloud Mist Sect has a long history and the deepest roots, but it has long since become less brave than it used to be, and the Xuanding Sect and the Five Dunmen were moved later, and in turn the latter came first. In particular, the Xuanding Sect has developed rapidly over the years, and there are vague signs of becoming the first sect in Yunwu Mountain. The key is to cede a large amount of territory, mines, pills and other resources, which is undoubtedly worse for the Cloud Mist Sect, which is in a hurry to complete the task of the Great Qin King.

There are many masters of the Xuanding Sect and the Five Dun Sect, knowing that Ye Chuan, the big disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect, is so mediocre that he is not as good as an ordinary disciple, and this time he also joined forces to unanimously demand that the big disciples of each sect must lead the team to participate in the battle, which is obviously a slap in the face, and it depends on the jokes of the Cloud Mist Sect!

The Great Elder sighed, and several other elders and hall masters also had ugly faces. The sect has such a big disciple as Ye Chuan, how can he get it?

Originally, people thought that Ye Chuan, the eldest disciple, had died in the Valley of the Buried Gods, and they had already received the news of this big competition, and they were secretly preparing to choose another genius to be the big disciple. Who would have thought that Ye Chuan didn't die, and he rushed back at this juncture?

"Disciple understands, it's okay, isn't it just a battle, wrap it up on me. Great Elder, when are you leaving?" Ye Chuan's face was calm, and he looked full of confidence in his victory, which made many people who were waiting to see him resign as a senior disciple vomit blood in their hearts. When has it been, it's still pretending, do you really want to make the entire sect lose face?

"After half a month, you can choose any six disciples to accompany you. The Great Elder replied faintly, he also wanted Ye Chuan to resign from the position of the senior disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect to avoid humiliation of the sect, but Ye Chuan didn't take the initiative to say it, and he was embarrassed to come hard, and his name was not right. After all, Ye Chuan was the only disciple of the sect, and he had been getting started for the longest time among the younger generation.

"Okay, Great Elder, can I go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose an exercise? For so many years, I have been alone, trying to cripple the disciples of the other two sects in the Great Competition, and I am afraid that it will be a little difficult to have a suitable exercise. Ye Chuan asked, unashamed of his words, making people completely speechless.

"Go ahead, the exercises on the first and second floors of the Scripture Pavilion are as you choose. Jiajia, you can take Senior Brother with you. ”

The Great Elder waved his hand weakly, got up and left.

"Great Elder, this can't be done!"

"Big brother, what's the use of just looking for an exercise now? Heaven-level exercises are all for nothing, big brother ......"

The Third Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the others stood up and objected loudly, but the Great Elder ignored it and walked farther and farther. Everyone was helpless, so they had to stare at the ignorant Ye Chuan fiercely and leave with their sleeves brushed away. Soon, there were only two people left in the hall, Ye Chuan and Zhu Sijia, Ye Chuan's face was calm, but Zhu Sijia secretly screamed that he was unlucky, and he was assigned another drudgery.

I don't know why, she was upset when she saw Ye Chuan's expression of not caring about anything, and she remembered that she was slapped in public by him on the buttocks, and her teeth itched even more. The clothes he wore that day were very thin, and Ye Chuan slapped it down, which was almost the same as hitting him directly on the buttocks, and he was angry and ashamed to death when he thought about it.

"Let's go, why don't you hurry up when you want to go to the Scripture Pavilion?" Boy, you're in trouble!" Zhu Sijia Bai Yechuan glanced at him, a little gloating, walking faster and faster, and twisting his hips.

"Jiajia, you're in trouble too. I have decided, I must bring you with me in this big competition, how can I do such a wonderful contest without my junior sister, let's go and press the senior brother together, and see how the senior brother kills the Quartet!" Ye Chuan replied, a simple sentence made Zhu Sijia unhappy and wanted to cry.

Stinky boy, even if you lose face yourself, you have to drag others to lose face together, can you be more shameless?

Zhu Sijia gritted her teeth, her pretty face covered with a layer of frost.

The eighteenth change of the female university, she also wants to pretend to be a lady, but she can't pretend to be in front of Ye Chuan. was so angry that her chest fell together, and the clothes on her body collapsed tightly, making people worry that her plump double summit would not burst the clothes.