Chapter 7: Demonic Cultivation Speed

One after another, looking at the thin figure almost sluggishly, for a while, the entire courtyard fell silent.

"Remember, whoever bullies Lan Gu next time will have the same consequences as her!" Skimming the blood on the soles of his feet in disgust, those dark eyes slowly swept past the surrounding slaves, and the corners of Ye Chen's mouth lifted a cold smile and said softly.

A cold cold current flowed through everyone's hearts in an instant, and at that moment, everyone seemed to be dead and alive again, and cold sweat instantly soaked their bodies.

All the slaves fell to their knees violently, kowtowed violently, their whole bodies trembled violently, and cold sweat continued to drip down their cheeks, and at this moment they suddenly realized that the young man standing in front of them was a waste, but also the master who controlled their fate.

Being too low-key may lead to a moment of calm, but being too low-key will lead to the villain's rampantness, and after slowly scanning the surroundings, Ye Chen slowly turned around and walked towards Lan Gu, who was also a little sluggish.

There were still a little tears on his long eyelashes, there was no blood on his thin lips, his extremely thin figure, lying weakly and swaying in the wind, at this moment, Ye Chen suddenly realized that the Lan Gu who had taken care of him for decades had gradually grown old.

"Lan Gu, let's go!" A few smiles appeared at the corners of Ye Chen's mouth, at this moment, he used the bloodstains all over the ground to tell the world that the high-spirited Ye Chen had returned, no matter how many years, the master, as long as he came back, he was still a master, and the dust could cover the cold light of the sword, but it could not hide the edge of the blade itself.

The smile was just like the confident smile of three years ago, and at this moment, the tears swirling in the eyes finally slipped down and fell on the white sleeves.

Tears kept falling, Lan Gu buried her head in Ye Chen's long black hair like that, tears soaked Ye Chen's long black hair through, but there was still no momentum to stop, Ye Chen supported Lan Gu who was crying like a tearful person, and walked towards the dilapidated courtyard.

As the sun set, the slave slowly raised his head to look at the figure, and was silent for a long time.

In the dilapidated bungalow, Ye Chen comforted Lan Gu before slowly returning to his house.

The streamer flew out of the ring, and then landed next to the bed, directly turning into the appearance of a fiery unicorn, the bronze bell-like eyes stared at Ye Chen, and said jokingly: "Boy, why didn't you kill that woman just now, according to your methods, I don't think you had better have mercy!"

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, Ye Chen's eyes were slightly confused, he jumped onto the simple bed, and said lightly: "Xiaohuo, we are big men, why bother with a little woman!"

The fire qilin couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen, there were many women who died in the hands of this kid in their previous lives, Ye Chen smiled mysteriously, sat cross-legged on the flat bed in the corner, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was serene, and a red air flow visible to the naked eye was poured into his body along his mouth and nose.

The red air flow slowly flowed along the original path of the Wind God Decision, and finally injected into the Danjing in Ye Chen's body, and a burst of red light flashed on the surface of the originally dull Danjing, and a hissing sound came from Ye Chen's body, like the sound of a flame burning, but Ye Chen didn't notice that a trace of wind aura gradually fused with the blood, constantly urging the true qi to rush towards the true crystal.

If you listen carefully, you can even hear the blood veins in Ye Chen's body, and there is a faint sound like the wind.

Cultivation, in the penance of forgetting to sleep and eating slowly, the sunlight shining through the window gradually weakened, and the hot temperature also slowly decreased.

For nearly three years, no matter how Ye Chen cultivated, he couldn't break through the sixth layer of the first martial arts after all, and now after officially breaking through, Ye Chen gradually showed his crazy side, and he stayed in the room for half a month and didn't go out, and the evil qi of the three years was ruthlessly out on his cultivation.

After half a month, in addition to cultivating with his head bored, Ye Chen put the rest of his mind on the Yellow Rank martial arts that he had snatched from that young man.

In a certain courtyard in Luoxia City, a young man held an ordinary iron sword and kept waving it, the sword was very light, without the slightest momentum, soft as a light wind.

The dead leaves on the ground were rolled up, flying all over the sky, the young man's eyes were closed, he quickly recalled the key points of swordsmanship, holding the sword in his right hand, the autumn wind blew off the dead leaves flying in the sky, the young man's figure moved, as if a butterfly was dancing in the flowers, the pace was light, there was no hardness, the whole pace looked like it was messy, but a closer look was in line with a certain law, constantly changing.

The sword in his hand seemed to have no weight in the young man's hand, waving at will, bursts of wind sounded with the movement of the tip of the sword, and the incomparably sharp sword qi overflowed from the sword body, the sword qi of the entire forest was vertical and horizontal, and the surrounding air was forced to the periphery of the courtyard, forming a vacuum belt with the young man as the center, but the young man looked relaxed.

The sword momentum in his hand changed, changed the gentleness just now, and became masculine, the surrounding dead leaves were actually shattered by the overflowing sword qi, his feet jumped slightly, and he jumped into the air, the sword in his hand flew quickly, and the sword qi was rapidly compressed, forming a dense layer of sword qi out of the sword and shooting straight to the ground.

A sword mark more than a meter deep emerged, and the dead leaves next to it were directly shattered into dust and scattered in the courtyard, and a touch of essence swept through the depths of his eyes, adding a bit of brilliance to the young man!

"Half a month ago, I was still the fifth layer of the first martial arts, and now I have reached the eighth layer of the first martial arts, hehe, if you want to say this, I'm afraid it will make those geniuses ashamed of themselves!

The young man, naturally, is Ye Chen, who has awakened his bloodline, for dozens of days, he has been cultivating martial arts and sword qi slashing in this courtyard, and now he seems to have achieved great success.

It takes at least half a year for ordinary people to cultivate the Yellow Rank martial arts, and it takes several years to cultivate to the Great Perfection, but there is no shortage of a few geniuses with abnormal talents who can cultivate to the Great Perfection within half a year, but there are only a handful of people like Ye Chen who have achieved the Great Perfection in half a month.

However, there is one thing that still bothers Ye Chen, that is the problem of exercises, originally the wind god technique is the wind attribute exercise, and now Ye Chen's awakening is the fire attribute, two different attributes, Ye Chen's ability to cultivate has been a miracle so far, but after reaching the eighth order of the first martial arts, this drawback has slowly appeared.

Fortunately, the first part of the Wind Divine Technique was suitable for any attribute martial artist at the beginner martial level, otherwise Ye Chen would not be able to practice the martial arts now.

A hint of joy flashed in his dark and deep eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said to the snoring fire unicorn: "Xiaohuo, let's go!"

Looking at the lazy Fire Qilin, Ye Chen was angry, originally pinning his hopes on it, but unexpectedly, it innocently said that the Fire Qilin's exercises could only be touched by the Qi Martial Realm, and now Ye Chen could only pin his hopes on the Ye family's library pavilion.

With a lazy yawn, the fire qilin turned into a red light and rushed into the ring, in this regard, Ye Chen could only smile bitterly, and then walked out from the front of the door.

I haven't been out of the courtyard for several months, the surrounding environment is the same as ever, the autumn breeze is gusting, the faint fragrance of flowers is in my nose, Ye Chen greedily inhales a few more mouthfuls, which makes people feel refreshed, leisurely along the gravel path, slowly towards the library pavilion.

Skirting the golden attics, a girl's chuckle followed, and the girl's ethereal chuckle was as pleasant as fairy.

Led by a young girl, with a slender figure, wearing a robe sleeve top, covered with an emerald green smoke gauze loose flower skirt, Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of reminiscence, this girl was originally Ye Chen's childhood playmate, and she was also Ye Chen's cousin, she admired Ye Chen very much since she was a child, but as the bloodline did not wake up for three years, Ye Wan'er gradually looked for him less often, and now she is accustomed to not seeing him for several months.

Ye Wan'er had already distanced herself, Ye Chen didn't have any Ye Wan'er meaning in her heart, but sometimes she often laughed at herself when she thought about it, the world in her previous life was so realistic, not to mention in this world where strength is respected and the weak eat the strong.

After being slightly stunned, Ye Wan'er obviously noticed Ye Chen, but she didn't mean to take the initiative to say hello, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes when she looked at Ye Chen, but in the end, she didn't make a sound, and pulled another girl next to her before hurriedly walking past Ye Chen.

At the moment when he passed by Ye Wan'er, Ye Chen seemed to hear a slight sigh, and then saw Ye Wan'er walking past him, and the familiar back became so unfamiliar, and a faint fragrant breeze gradually dissipated.

The soft sunlight sprinkled on the figure that was fading away, and a touch of sarcasm flashed on Ye Chen's face, and he shook his head slightly, retracting his gaze without hesitation.

Ye Wan'er, you really look down on me so much, and you think like them that I am destined to be a waste whose blood cannot be awakened, and a person who is destined to do nothing for a lifetime

Waste, it's a pity that I'm disappointed, I, Ye Chen, will not only control the entire Ye family, but even override the entire world.

With a touch of pride, he straightened his spine, looked indifferently at the pretty shadow in front of him, picked a leaf casually, approached his mouth, held a leaf in his mouth, chewed slightly, let the faint bitterness spread in his mouth, and walked leisurely along the gravel path.