"I don't recommend that you learn the Thunder Exercises. Lei Ze thought for a moment, looked at the stunned boy in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Even, I don't recommend you to learn any attribute exercises. ”

Razor has his reasons for saying this. Although excellent exercises can speed up a cultivator's cultivation, they also solidify the attributes of the spiritual nature. It doesn't hurt if it's a cultivator of the general genus, but Jun Yan ...... His yin and yang spiritual qualities are ever-changing, with countless possibilities, and they must not be easily qualified.

This kid has a bright future, and I can't limit him and let him narrow his path - that's Razor's decision. What's more, as far as Lei Ze knew, there was a cultivation method that was more suitable for him than the ordinary thunder system......

Lei Ze wanted to explain, but saw Jun Yan's immature little face gradually change from joy to surprise, then to puzzlement, and then to bruise. Finally, a roar erupted:

"Uncle Lei, you lied to me!"

"Then why did I have to be struck by lightning for two months...... "Jun Yan wanted to cry without tears!

"Ahem, Jun Yan, don't worry about it first! Isn't this to protect the characteristics of your Yin and Yang spiritual nature!" Lei Ze's old face turned red, after all, he had been holding the high-level thunder system technique as a radish to motivate Jun Yan for more than two months, who would have thought that he would have a better choice in the end, and hurriedly explained to him: "I don't want to learn the thunder system technique, but we can learn the thunder system technique! ”

Of course, Jun Yan wouldn't really be angry, after all, he believed that his uncle would make the best arrangements. It's just that the thunder system exercises that I have been thinking about for two months are gone, and my heart is a little empty, so I just vent.

Wiping away a handful of non-existent tears, Jun Yan looked up pitifully and asked, "Really, didn't lie to me this time?"

"Of course it's true!" Lei Ze looked at Jun Yan's quirky appearance, and was amused by it.

"Hehe, uncle, you are so strong, the technique you have must be extraordinary, right? I don't have many requirements, just take a low-level technique for me to practice first!" Jun Yan looked pitiful, and stretched out his hands with a look in his eyes.

"Do you really dare to think that you think that the magic is a cabbage on the ground, and you will give it if you say it?" Isn't it just that you want a high-level technique!!, how could Razor not see that he was so careful.

was seen through by Uncle Lei, Jun Yan's face was not red and his heart was not beating. After all, I can't be thundered for two months in vain. What's more, I urgently need the technique now, how can I not "blackmail" the two from my uncle?

"Hmm, there is no magic spell, there should be an arcane art, right?"

"Yes, but the restrictions are too big for you to cultivate. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Ming put his hands together, and learned from Xiao Mengying's puffed out cheeks, and said angrily: "That great grandmaster's housekeeping skill is occult arts?

"Okay, little guy, don't keep thinking about deceiving me to get spiritual arts, I'll naturally teach you when your general knowledge level is high. But now......"

Lei Ze lowered his head and approached Jun Yan, revealing a mysterious smile, "Have you ever heard of the Ling Xiao Creator?"

Sky Creator!

As Lei Ze said these five words, Jun Yan's ears exploded like thunder, and the dusty memories that were obscure and difficult to read in his mind in the past were like a river bursting at this moment, and a large amount of information was directly integrated into Jun Yan's mind.

"Ling Xiao Creator, his name is no longer verifiable, but it is known that he is the eldest disciple of the original king and the ancestor of secret arts. The method of 'analysis' and 'construction' directly points to the origin of spiritual art, which is extremely powerful. It's a pity that this method of creation has not been handed down......"

A large amount of memories made Jun Yan feel a pain in his brain, and he could only read the words that poured out of his memory in a daze.

This time it was Uncle Lei's turn to be surprised, he didn't expect that Jun Yan, the kid, really knew this name. You must know that it was also by extreme coincidence that he learned the name of Ling Xiao's Creator. Don't...... Does this kid in front of him have anything to do with the mystic?

Thinking of this, Lei Ze was shocked in his heart, and his expression immediately became serious. If Yuan Junyan really had something to do with the Mystic, then the secret consciousness on his body was not something he could explore. I'm afraid I'll have to check with "that person" quickly.

"Since you know, I won't explain it to you. Lei Ze collected his emotions and said to Jun Yan. With a wave of his hand, the barrier is withdrawn. "I'm going to the county, and it's a vacation for you. Tell Ayu and leave me a portion for dinner. With that, Lei Ze turned around and waved his hand at Jun Yan, and left in a hurry.

"Hey, uncle, slow down, ......" Looking at the uncle who said to leave, Jun Yan couldn't help but shake his head, the uncle was always so frizzy. "It's rare to have half a day to rest. Saying that, Jun Yan stretched his waist, put away the Zang Miao knife and ran out of the backyard - two months of continuous cultivation life could suffocate him.

After returning to the room to tidy up a little, Jun Yan went to the courtyard to play with Meteor Hao. Cheng Hao, who was playing with his younger brothers and sisters, was also overjoyed when he saw Jun Yan coming, and hurriedly ran over and shouted excitedly: "Brother Jun Yan, don't you need to practice today?"

Cheng Hao's enthusiasm warmed Jun Yan's heart, and he waved his hand and replied: "No, Uncle is going to the county for a trip, and he gave me a half-day off." ”

After taking a closer look, Jun Yan found that Cheng Hao's aura was even stronger, and it seemed that Cheng Hao's younger brother had also advanced to the ninth level. If nothing else, Shen Hao should be able to advance to the first order before the age of eleven.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Hao was too playful before, and he had a residual memory to guide his cultivation, I'm afraid he was not stronger than Shen Hao. Thinking of this, Jun Yan hugged Cheng Hao over, dragged him and boasted: "Yo, brother, you have also been upgraded, and you are expected to be promoted to the first order within the age of ten, little genius!"

Shen Hao was embarrassed to be praised, lowered his head and smiled, and proposed to Jun Yan: "Brother, it's rare that you have time, how about we go to Xiaoji together and sell the fire thorn that we finally got last time?"

"Go to Xiaoji?" Hearing Meteor Hao's proposal, Jun Yan's eyes lit up, and he pulled Meteor Hao away. Continuing such a monotonous practice for more than two months suffocated him, and he wanted to go out for a walk. What's more, Lei Ze's devil cultivation plan has already turned all Jun Yan's pocket money into broken pottery shards, and the small treasury is in urgent need of "replenishing fresh blood".

Fortunately, Jun Yan can now control the Zang Miao knife very well, and he has not broken the clay pot for a long time, otherwise Jun Yan's pocket money would have been overdrawn for a long time.

In the suburbs of Yongshuo, there are many small markets, most of which are spontaneously formed by the surrounding villagers, although many items still need to go to the county town to purchase, but the daily needs of firewood, rice, oil, salt and other sundries can be solved by going to the small market.

Jun Yan carried a backpack and walked to the market town with Meteor Hao. Although the small market is not big, there are a lot of people coming and going, and the meat sellers and vegetable sellers shouting at each other, which is also very lively.

Jun Yan and Yan Hao walked through the bustling crowd and greeted the surrounding vegetable farmers warmly, most of the people on the set were surrounding villagers, and most of them knew Jun Yan. Without delay, Jun Yan walked directly to the center of the street, where there was the only blacksmith shop in the market, which made a living by selling farm tools and weapons needed by hunters, and this was exactly where Jun Yan and the others were going to sell materials.

"Uncle Peng! Come here!" As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Hao lay on the table full of iron tools, and shouted into the room: "I have something good to sell you!"

"Hey, here, here, what do the two young masters want to buy? Iron spear or bow and arrow?" A sturdy man walked out of the back room in response, naked, his dark skin was covered with beads of sweat, and it seemed that he was still playing iron in the inner room.

Because the Young Dragon Courtyard is like a noble mansion, and there are powerful cultivators, so in the far suburbs of Yongshuo, the surrounding villagers love to call the children in the Young Dragon Courtyard "Little Young Master".

"It's not to buy, it's to sell! this time there are good things!" Shen Hao smiled mysteriously, urging Jun Yan behind him to quickly open his backpack, "Brother Jun Yan, hurry!"

Jun Yan looked at the appearance of a good child, shook his head and smiled, opened the backpack on his back and handed it to Blacksmith Peng, and said, "Uncle Peng, we caught a fire hyena by luck last time and wanted to sell it to you. ”

"Fire Thorn, this is a good thing!" Hearing the word Fire Thorn, Blacksmith Peng's eyes also lit up, this material only needs a little processing to make a bow and arrow containing fire spirit, it is simple to make, affordable, and quite good to use. Orions like to keep some fire thorn bows and arrows at home so that they can hunt more valuable prey.

Taking over the backpack, Blacksmith Peng poured all the fire thorns on the ground in front of Jun Yan and the others, and divided them one by one according to the length, thickness and completeness. After some busy work, Blacksmith Peng wiped his sweat, pointed to the three piles of fire thorns on the ground and said: "The quality of your batch of fire thorns can only be said to be average, these two piles are small thorns and fine thorns, which cannot be used directly, and can only be added to other utensils as auxiliary materials." The price is naturally much lower. If you think it's acceptable, then I'll do the math for you. If you don't think it's okay, you can only forget it. ”

Blacksmith Peng has been selling ironware in this small market for half his life, and has always been known for its fair price and excellent quality, and his reputation is certainly trustworthy. What's more, the Young Dragon Academy is an absolutely unprovoked existence in their eyes, and it is even more impossible to deceive Jun Yan and the others for this little profit.

"Of course you can, Uncle Peng will still trick us. Thinking of this, Jun Yan replied happily.

"And give us an extra twenty flaming arrows!" Meteor interjected suddenly.

Blacksmith Peng laughed, there are hundreds of these fire thorns made into bows and arrows, not to mention that there are some small thorns and fine thorns that can be sold for a good price if they are added to other utensils, only twenty, it is nothing, after all, this single order is enough to cover his usual income for half a year.

"You two little masters, wait a minute, I'll go get you money. So saying, he put away the thorns and was about to enter the back room, when a woman in simple clothes rushed into the blacksmith's shop in a hurry.

"Brother Peng!" the woman stopped the blacksmith with a crying face, and her face was anxious, "My family has been hunting for six days and has not come back yet, you think he should have an accident, right? What can I do......?" the more the woman spoke, the more anxious she became, and she was about to cry.

This person is the wife of Zhang Orion in the surrounding villages, and Jun Yan also knows him. Zhang Lihu has been hunting for decades and has rich experience, often helping to guide young hunters, and even Jun Yan and Yan Hao have consulted him. It is not uncommon for hunters to go out hunting and not return home for three or two consecutive days in order to pursue their prey, but if they have not returned home for six days, I am afraid that they have encountered danger.

Blacksmith Peng immediately realized the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, I'll call the men in the village to look for them in the forest, maybe Brother Zhang is chasing big prey." ”

The blacksmith turned around again and apologized to Jun Yan and the others: "Little master, I'm really sorry! I'm in a bit of a hurry, and it's important to find someone." If you don't settle the fire thorn money another day, I will personally give the money to the two young masters and send it to the Young Dragon Courtyard at that time. ”

"Uncle Peng, it doesn't matter about this money. Jun Yan also saw that the situation was urgent, "I'll go with you to find Master Zhang." ”

"There are enough of Yu's mother and the dean in the courtyard. Shen Hao, you go back to Gu Gu first to help find someone, and I will go with the people in the village to find it. Jun Yan turned his head and said to Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao nodded in agreement, and hurriedly ran to the young dragon courtyard, while Jun Yan and Peng Blacksmith found the nearby Orion villagers, and entered the forest together in the weeping thanks of Aunt Zhang.

What no one noticed was that a strange black pigeon was standing in the treetops, tilting its head to stare at the villagers who had entered the jungle. More precisely, it is to stare at Jun Yan from the crowd. After determining Jun Yan's direction of travel, the black dove fluttered its wings and flew in the direction of the young dragon courtyard in the afterglow of the setting sun.