Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

"Ba Ye, let's leave like this?"

Han Mo followed behind Ba Ye Long, and asked unwillingly.

Ba Ye Long glanced at him, and said angrily: "What? You want the old man to stand up for you?"

"Don't dare."

When Han Mo heard this, he stepped aside and remained silent, but he held a grudge against Ye Xiu in his heart.

Long Xingjie didn't say a word, for him, a duel with Long Xingyi was simply a trivial matter.

It happened to take this opportunity for him to marry Zixuan justifiably.

At that time, the beauty and Long Xingyi's property will be his.

at the same time.

At the foot of Silver Sword Peak.

Long Xingyi held Zi Xuan on his arm and bowed to Qin Hao.

"Thank you, Master, for your help."

Qin Hao stretched out his hand to support the two of them: "It's okay, being a teacher is just giving you a chance to prove yourself."

"If you can't even protect your own woman, then you are not qualified to be my Qin Hao's disciple?"

Hearing this, Long Xingyi didn't feel dissatisfied in his heart, but was even more grateful to Qin Hao.

After so many years of being inferior, no one is more eager to be recognized by everyone than him.

"The disciple must live up to the expectations of the master."

Qin Hao patted him on the shoulder: "You are not stupid, you are not in vain as a teacher to delay you for ten days."

"Long Xingjie must not be an ordinary person, I will formulate a complete training plan for you in ten days."

"Three days of meditation, two days of breakthrough, and five days of fighting with others."

Zixuan is also an intelligent woman. Hearing what Qin Hao said, she immediately understood the intention of the Pavilion Master of the Library.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him fish.

"Thank you, Master."

Long Xingyi knew that it would be useless to say too many words of thanks now, the only thing he could do was to win the battle ten days later.

"Okay, there's no need to say polite words."

Qin Hao set his eyes on Yilian who was at the side: "Eilian, prepare a room for the two of them, and they will rest there tomorrow."

"promise!"

After Yilian responded, she backed away.

Qin Hao turned his head to look at Ye Xiu, and said, "Guan Ye, tomorrow morning, you will be in charge of leading Long Xingyi to listen to Zen and meditate."

Ye Xiu said respectfully: "No!"

After arranging everything, Qin Hao returned to Silver Sword Peak surrounded by the crowd.

After his figure disappeared.

Everyone at Silver Sword Peak surrounded Ye Xiu and said:

"Ye Guanshi, you are too powerful. You actually used Nascent Soul to defeat the True Inheritance of the God of Transformation."

"That is, your sword is second only to Young Master in Silver Sword Peak, can you teach us?"

"..."

Ye Xiu didn't speak, just glanced coldly at everyone.

It was only then that everyone realized that this Guanshi Ye was usually very majestic, and their previous actions were too presumptuous.

Seeing that the crowd immediately became like quails, Yi Lian pursed her lips and waved to Long Xingyi.

"Little Young Master, come with me."

"Please trouble sister."

Long Xingyi moved towards the opponent's cupped hands and followed closely behind.

Today Yeyue looks seductive.

The rice fields and medicine gardens on both sides of Yinjianfeng Road are panoramic.

Looking at the Lingmai in the field.

Rao, who were born in the Long family, couldn't help being shocked.

As a girl, Zixuan naturally wanted to get closer to Yilian.

"Sister Yilian, it seems that the spiritual fields are planted with sixth-grade spiritual wheat and spiritual rice?"

"That's right."

Yilian nodded and explained: "When these spiritual wheat and spiritual rice are mature, they can be close to the seventh-grade spiritual wheat. Of course, this is only the most common. The best spiritual wheat and spiritual rice in our Silver Sword Peak are all seventh-grade. "

The two couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard the words.

This is really just a mountain of personal disciples.

No one doubts that it is an Elder's mountain.

Seventh-order spiritual rice, only the Elder and others can enjoy it.

Long Xingyi asked in a low voice: "But, as far as I know, seventh-order spiritual seeds are basically impossible to buy in the market."

"It's true that you can't buy it, because it was cultivated by the young master."

After thinking about it for a while, Yilian continued: "In the words of the young master, this is a hybrid spiritual rice, nourished by the holy spring, and gradually there will be a seventh-level spiritual seed."

"Hybrid spiritual rice?"

The faces of the two were full of question marks.

They grew up so big, they had heard of hybrid holy beasts, but they had never heard of this hybrid spiritual rice.

And the Holy Spring, what is that?

Full of doubts and curiosity, the two followed Yi Lian to the top of the mountain.

As soon as I reached the top of the mountain, I heard an old voice.

"Is it these two little guys who made little noise just now?"

The two looked in the direction of the sound, but only saw a Buddha statue.

Before the two of them carefully looked at the Buddha statue in front of them, Yi Lian said respectfully:

"Yes, Master Bodhi, this little dragon Young Master is a disciple of the son."

Bodhi's eyeballs moved, and his gaze fell on Long Xingyi.

"Why did Immortal accept such an ordinary disciple?"

Long Xingyi: "..."

Zixuan: "This... this Buddha statue can talk?"

Yi Lian has long been familiar with this kind of thing, and almost the low-level cultivators who came to Silver Sword Peak for the first time would say such things when they saw Master Bodhi.

"Master Bodhi is not an ordinary Buddha statue, it is a relic of the Buddha emperor in other worlds. If you feel that you can't calm down on weekdays, you can come and listen to the master's lecture."

Although the two of them don't know what kind of existence the Buddha Emperor is, but coming to this world from other worlds, it is definitely not an ordinary existence that can be so comfortable.

The two bowed to Bodhi together: "Greetings, Master Bodhi."

"Um."

Bodhi responded with one word flatly.

After Yilian led the two of them through the stone path, they soon saw a courtyard like a fairyland on earth.

The words Yuzhuyuan are written on the door.

Yilian opened the door: "This is Yuzhu Garden where the young master lives."

After Long Xingyi and Zixuan entered, they looked around curiously, feeling the abundant Spiritual Qi in the air.

The two of them had an urge to practice on the spot.

Soon their eyes were attracted by a statue in the yard.

It was the statue of Qin Hao, exuding the brilliance of the avenue.

Just looking at it makes people unable to extricate themselves and want to learn from it.

Yilian didn't speak, but waited for the two of them to come back to their senses before arranging a place for them, and specifically exhorted:

"The Jade Bamboo Garden is divided into the front yard and the back yard. You can move about in the front yard as you like, but the back yard belongs to the son and wife. Without his permission, you can't move around without permission."

"In a while, I will order someone to bring the holy spring. After you finish drinking, take a bath and rest early."

"Yes!"

Long Xingyi and Zixuan were numb at this moment.

Looking at the scenery along the way, they suddenly felt that they had lived in vain for so many years.

After a long time, Zixuan finally said: "Junior Brother Long, your choice this time is indeed not wrong!"