I’m Really Not A Peerless Expert

"Such an excellent me is just the abandoned son of an expert. What an honor it is for you to be favored by an expert!"

Ye Qingwu stood up slowly, a touch of melancholy and disappointment quietly appeared on that smooth and pretty face.

The heads of Mei Qianxue and Chen Huanyi both exploded.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other.

Ye Qingwu was already perfect in their eyes.

However, such a perfect woman is actually just the abandoned son of the hidden master.

How can this be?

What kind of terrifying existence is that hidden world expert?

After a while, Ye Qingwu suppressed the sadness in his heart, his eyes became majestic and fierce, and he looked at Mei Qianxue and said, "Do you want to... resist?"

Puff...

Mei Qianxue hurriedly knelt to the ground, and said in fear: "It is an honor for us to be favored by an expert at the Weaver Girl Palace. I am willing to return to the court of the expert for the work of a high-performance dog and horse!"

Ye Qingwu said lightly: "Very well, gather all the people above the Soul Martial Realm and bring your textile machines and follow us!"

"Yes, Miss Ye, wait a minute!"

The master and apprentice hurriedly left.

Qin Yin looked at Ye Qingwu's arrogant figure, very envious in her heart.

Today's Ye Qingwu is full of extravagance with a smirk and a smile, and she has the image of an emperor with ease and grace.

She is too far behind as an abandoned child.

When the master and apprentice came outside, Chen Huanyi grabbed Mei Qianxue, gritted his teeth and said: "Master, are we going to comply? I don't agree!"

Mei Qianxue sighed and said: "Hunyi, I know that your heart is higher than the sky and you are unwilling to subdue to others, but now the situation is weaker than others. What can we do if we don't comply?"

Mei Qianxue shook her head and left quickly.

Chen Huanyi stood in place, creaking his fists.

Before long, Mei Qianxue summoned the people above Realm from the Weaving Girl Palace Soul Martial Arts, as many as 323, each with a spinning machine.

The Weaving Girl’s Palace uses textiles to enter the Tao. Before entering Martial Dao, every disciple has to weave for a long time, so everyone has a spinning machine.

"Ye Miss, will all of us follow you?"

"Um!"

"All the masters are gone, I'm afraid our enemies will take advantage of the void!"

"Don't worry, since you have invested in the masters, the masters will bless your sects. Whoever dares to trouble the Weaver Girl Palace is to confront the masters and ask for hardships!"

Seeing Ye Qingwu's vows like this, Mei Qianxue relaxed a little, and led a group of masters to leave with Ye Qingwu, Qin Potian and others mightily.

...

Bang bang bang...

On the Wuming Mountain, from the courtyard, there was a regular sound of beating, which resonated with the sound of the avenue.

With a sound, the entire nameless mountain trembled, and the void trembled with it, and dense Dao patterns appeared, turning into a vast ocean.

Everyone sat around the Lotus Position in the courtyard, listening to the sound of the beating wholeheartedly.

That voice makes everyone involuntarily integrate with the world and realize breakthrough.

In the blacksmith's shop, Ye Jinghong's benefits were unparalleled.

He pulls the bellows, and every time he pushes and pulls, a force from the real fire of Samādhi enters his body to help him wash his essence.

Chen Fan waved his hammer and hit the soldering iron.

Every time you swing the hammer, countless Dao patterns from heaven and earth will rush out. Ye Jinghong squatted next to him, bearing the brunt of the baptism.

Then, the sound of Chen Fan's iron strike spread, and he was also the first to bear the brunt.

In the end, it was the sparks of the four graduals.

Every time Chen Fan hit the hammer, sparks splashed everywhere.

Many splashes on Ye Jinghong's body did not cause any harm to Ye Jinghong. Those sparks also turned into a mysterious force and poured into Ye Jinghong's body.

Ye Jinghong, who was physically mortal, had an earth-shaking change in his blood.

Look at Chen Fan's dazzling hammering technique, which contains the true meaning of the Great Dao.

After watching for a second, Ye Jinghong's understanding of Tao took a step forward.

Before you know it...

Ye Jinghong's blood, Cultivation Base, and mood are all sublimating quietly.

From it, Ye Jinghong also realized a set of hoeing methods that made his blood diverge.

In the future, using the hoe newly beaten by an expert to perform this hoe method, his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.

After ninety-nine and eighty-one hammers, a piece of pig iron was beaten into a hoe by Chen Fan.

"Lao Ye, give it to you, you can pretend to be a hoe!"

Chen Fan handed the hoe to Ye Jinghong.

Ye Jinghong was dumbfounded.

The surface of this hoe is covered with Dao patterns, and the Dao patterns flow like a river, invisibly making the roar of the road.

It seems that this hoe is not made of ordinary iron, but made of refining Dao patterns.

Its level is far higher than that of the spirit soldier before, and it is beyond the limit that Ye Jinghong can imagine now.

Ye Jinghong's breathing became rush involuntarily, his eyes violently opened, his hands trembling, and he took the hoe from Chen Fan's hand in a precious and heavy manner.

Seeing Ye Jinghong's prudent look, Chen Fan couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Isn't it just a hoe?

However, Chen Fan is understandable.

Some people see money as fate, some see pictures as fate, and some see swords as fate...

This is because I like it.

Ye Jinghong is a simple farmer who likes to work and loves to work.

Therefore, it is reasonable to like the tools of work.

Ye Jinghong looked at the hoe carefully, held his breath, and couldn't wait to drip blood to recognize the master, to see what level of weapon this hoe was.

Suddenly, Chen Fan's voice sounded.

"Lao Ye, you put the hoe down first, let's continue!"

Ye Jinghong was agitated, instantly initiating, and he was startled by a cold sweat on his back.

If in the presence of an expert, he shed blood to recognize the Lord, wouldn't it be a breach of the identity of an expert?

The consequences could be disastrous.

Fortunately, the expert reminded in time.

Otherwise, I will commit a terrible mistake!

Ye Jinghong was grateful to the expert in his heart, but on the face he said honestly: "Okay, okay..."

Feeling helpless to find a place, and gently put down the hoe, Ye Jinghong was relieved and hurried to pull the bellows.

"Master Chen, what else do you want to fight?"

Seeing Chen Fan choosing pig iron, Ye Jinghong asked curiously.

"Fight a kitchen knife!" Chen Fan replied.

Ye Jinghong was taken aback.

kitchen knife?

Could it be that this is a reward for Qin Potian?

Ye Jinghong's heart jumped suddenly, counting the time, Qin Potian should have completed the task and was on his way back.

It must be an expert who already knows, so prepare the reward in advance.

Master, master, in this world, is there anything you can't count on?

You should know that Xiao Wu followed.

Can you give Xiao Wu another chance?

Ye Jinghong thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Plead for Ye Qingwu.

The time has not come.

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