I’m the Hero, His Brother, Wear It Quickly

After Zhou Dejia worshipped He Jingfeng as his teacher, the treatment went up, only one line worse than the treatment of He Yanran, who was named a saint. Even the treatment of the elder brother Yuan Jia has been improved a bit.

Naturally, Yuan Jia's strength did not need to go back to the Yanwutang training camp. His identity as a disciple and brother of the sect master also made the senior leaders of other factions dare not take him under their command, so he was automatically classified as the sect master's direct line.

Because the leader, He Jingfeng, is a seclusion maniac, and he does not pay much attention to the academic affairs in seclusion all the year round, so He Jingfeng's direct line troops are all stocked and have a high degree of freedom.

Yuan Jia was also satisfied, and practiced quietly every day without anyone disturbing him.

Zhou Dejia followed He Jingfeng to practice martial arts, and He Jingfeng passed down the "Blood Sea Divine Art" that only the leader of the Holy Martial Sect is qualified to practice, and also gave a lot of training resources.

As soon as he got the cultivation resources, Zhou Dejia came to Yuanjia with these things in his hands: "Brother, Master gave me a lot of cultivation resources, you can take whatever you need!"

Yuan Jia looked at the cultivation resources held in front of him by Zhou Dejia, and felt very relieved. This younger brother was not raised in vain, but he didn't want any of them: "I don't need any of these, you can keep them for yourself!"

These cultivation resources are too low-level for him to be of little use at all. Even if they have a trivial effect on him, there is no need for him to misappropriate Zhou Dejia's resources for this purpose.

However, Zhou Dejia thought that his brother wanted to save all the resources for him, so he said this. The teenager who always did whatever his brother said was extraordinarily stubborn this time and asked Yuan Jia to accept these things.

Yuan Jia was helpless, so he chose two martial arts cheats, one is Qinggong "Shape-shifting", the other is the horizontal practice "King Kong is not bad", "I just need the practice, just these two books, etc. I'll read it twice and write it down and return the original to you."

Although Zhou Dejia felt that his brother took too little, but his brother was willing to accept what he gave, he was already very satisfied.

Yuan Jia opened the two martial arts cheats and read them, and after memorizing them in his heart, he returned the originals to Zhou Dejia.

Although He Jingfeng gave these things to Zhou Dejia and allowed him to give them to others, Yuan Jia still couldn't take them away.

Cultivating the horizontal practice method like "King Kong is not bad" requires a lot of medicinal materials to assist, so Zhou Dejia sent a lot of medicinal materials to Yuanjia.

Zhou Dejia eagerly put his own cultivation resources into his brother's hands. Many people know that, and He Yanran, a senior sister, is also aware of it. When He Yanran taught Zhou Dejia the introduction to "Blood Sea Divine Art", he couldn't help asking: "You If you give the resources that Master gave you to your brother, aren't you afraid of slowing down your own cultivation speed? If your cultivation fails to meet Master's expectations, you might be expelled from the master's door!"

Zhou Dejia glanced at He Yanran and said softly, "My brother gave me all his cultivation resources before, why can't I give my resources to my brother now?"

As for whether he would be expelled from his division, Zhou Dejia was not so worried. He felt that the speed of his cultivation should still be very good. At least He Yanran told him that he could not hide the surprise in his eyes after learning about his progress. progress is fast.

He Yanran looked at Zhou Dejia, who had a natural look on her face, and felt a little touched in her heart. Is this the relationship between relatives?

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Five years later.

In a deep valley somewhere in Shengwu Mountain, a figure pierced through the air like a streamer and landed on the edge of a lake.

Yuan Jia looked at the sparkling lake, his figure flickered, and with one step, he jumped several times over the wide lake, so fast that only the afterimage could be seen.

After just two breaths, his figure reappeared by the lake. Looking at the ripples on the lake, Yuan Jia smiled slightly: "This transformation of shape and shadow has finally reached the realm of mastery."

Then he raised his right hand to make a fist, and punched the lake fiercely.

Yuan Jia retracted his fists and retreated very quickly, and the huge waves fell back into the lake, but he did not drip any water on his body. Many fish and shrimp fell on the lake, as if it was raining.

Yuan Jia looked at the fish and shrimp everywhere, and was in a good mood. His King Kong is not bad and Zhou Yuanjia's innate talent for divine power is a perfect match. He didn't use much skill, and he was able to punch the power just now with a single punch. When I met Dunkin, I should be able to kill him with one punch.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard the sound of breathing for a moment. Yuan Jia's eyes were like torches, and he turned to the direction of the breathing sound. His eyes were as sharp as falcons. on the tree.

Yuan Jia's figure slowly dissipated on the spot. It was obvious that the person had already left, and all that was left was an afterimage.

On the crooked-neck tree on the cliff was a stern young man in black. The young man had been staring at the lake with his eyes fixed. When the afterimage of Yuan Jia by the lake disappeared, his pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him: "Boy, who are you? Why are you here?"

The stern young man looked back in horror, and saw that the figure who was still by the lake just now appeared behind him so quickly, he pursed his lips and did not speak, his expression became even colder.

Seeing that he was silent, Yuan Jia looked down at the height under the tree and sighed: "It's too high here, I'm a little afraid of heights, so let's go down and talk!" He reached out and grabbed the boy's collar past.

The boy instinctively raised his hand and smashed it, but Yuan Jia easily avoided it, and then flew into the deep valley with his collar.

The stern young man was horrified at the height of his feats when he saw that Yuan Jia was carrying himself down a few hundred meters from a tree with a crooked neck.

Then he remembered what Yuan Jia said just now that he was afraid of heights, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Yuan Jia sent away the hand that grabbed the boy's collar, and asked again, "Who are you? This is the Holy Martial Mountain of the Holy Martial Sect's headquarters. Do you know what would happen if you trespassed on the Holy Martial Mountain?"

Yuan Jia didn't think that the stern young man in front of him was a simple person. He had to know that the cliff above the lake was not too far away, within his perception range. However, if the young man's breathing became chaotic for a moment, and he heard the movement, I'm afraid he didn't notice that there was another person lying on the tree above the cliff.

The cold young man suddenly said: "This... Ren Fengjing, who is a member of the Holy Martial Sect, accidentally fell from the top of the mountain and has been trapped on that tree for three days. Thank you for your help!"

Yuan Jia looked at Feng Jing, and saw that his face was extremely beautiful, like a good girl, it was when he was fifteen years old, but his stern temperament made people dare not pay more attention to his appearance, and it also made people feel not misidentify his gender.

He could hear that there was something hidden in Feng Jing's words, but what he said was true. So he didn't pursue it further: "You don't need to say thank you, just leave!"

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Yuan Jia regarded this seldom-visited deep valley as a place for his martial arts practice. In fact, there were better places to practice martial arts. Unfortunately, the place was too high and he was afraid of falling.

The original owner, Zhou Yuanjiake, died from falling off a cliff.

Therefore, Yuan Jia did not hesitate to set himself a persona who was afraid of heights, and practiced Qinggong hard, so that one day he could rely on Qinggong to save his life when he had to fall from a height.

Yuan Jia regarded the rescue of the stern young Feng Jing as a trivial matter, and left it behind after Feng Jing left.

However, what he didn't expect was that a few days later, he saw Feng Jing in this valley again.

Yuan Jia felt that his own territory was invaded by others. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here again?"

Feng Jing said with a cold face: "I never owe anyone, you saved me, how do you want me to repay you?"

Yuan Jia thought of Deng Jin and refused: "Forget it, I will be grateful if you don't repay your kindness and revenge!"

Feng Jing frowned, then took out a jade bottle and handed it to him: "There are ten Jiuzhuan Jingfeng pills in it, which can increase your skill for 20 years. I see that you are young but have such martial arts, this bottle of Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills can make up for your lack of skill."

Yuan Jia's eyes fell on the jade bottle, and he doubted Feng Jing's identity.

Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill heard the name and knew that it had nothing to do with He Jingfeng, the leader of the demon sect.

This Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill is the exclusive refining pill of the leader He Jingfeng, which is very popular in the teaching, and it takes a lot of merit to exchange for a Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill.

Yuan Jia has only seen Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills in Zhou Dejia, and only three pills. It is said that the medicinal materials needed to make these Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills are very precious, even if they are collected by the power of the Demon Cult. Possibly too much refining.

Feng Jing can take out ten, does he have anything to do with He Jingfeng?

Yuan Jia carefully looked at Feng Jing's face, and compared with the half of He Jingfeng's face he had seen before, he could vaguely perceive some similarities, but the difference in temperament between the two made him not sure. .

Feng Jing saw Yuan Jia's delay in accepting the Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill, and asked again: "You don't want this? Then what do you want?"

Yuan Jia withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and sucked, and sucked the jade bottle in Feng Jing's hand into his own. He threw the jade bottle and said with a smile, "Then I will accept it, and we will clear it!"

Feng Jing nodded coldly, turned and left the valley.

Yuan Jia looked at the jade bottle in his hand, opened the cork, and smelled the pills inside. His keen sense of smell quickly recognized that the pills were no different from the Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills he had seen in Zhou Dejia, so he felt relieved. .

It seemed that Feng Jing really wanted to repay his kindness and didn't fool him with fake things.

So Yuan Jia took this bottle of Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill and went back to find Zhou Dejia.

In terms of profound skill, Yuan Jia exaggeratedly said that He Jingfeng, the leader of the demon sect, may not be able to compare to him now!

Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pill is of no use to him, of course it is for his cute and cute brother!

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Zhou Dejia happily walked back to his residence with a jade bottle in his hand. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw a tall and slender figure in the yard with his back facing him. The familiar black robe made Zhou Dejia quickly recognize the figure. Identity: "Disciple meets Master!"

The black figure turned around, it was He Jingfeng who was wearing a half silver mask. His eyes fell on Zhou Dejia. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stared at the jade bottle in Zhou Dejia's hand and asked in a deep voice. Said: "This jade bottle was given to you by Zhou Yuanjia?"

Zhou Dejia was startled, he squeezed the jade bottle tightly, hesitatingly did not speak. He wondered how he should answer.

Unexpectedly, He Jingfeng changed the topic again, and he didn't need to answer at all, "I heard from your senior sister that you have reached the third floor of "Blood Sea Divine Art", and this seat will test it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Dejia saw that He Jingfeng suddenly slashed towards him with a palm carrying a sea of ​​blood, and Zhou Dejia subconsciously used the same move to counterattack in a trance...

After some testing, He Jingfeng determined that Zhou Dejia had really broken through to the third level of "Blood Sea Divine Art", so he dictated the fourth level of the exercises to him.

Then carefully explain to him how to practice.

Zhou Dejia listened attentively. He felt that today's master is much more patient than the one taught before. In the past, the master would dictate the exercises to him, and then reward him with some training resources before telling him to leave. The specific instructions were given by senior sister He Yanran to do it.

He could only accumulate some difficult questions that He Yanran didn't even know how to answer, and asked Master to answer him when he sometimes saw him after leaving the customs.

But today, Master actually taught him a little bit patiently. He taught him more carefully and clearly than Senior Sister He Yanran. He even asked him several times, "Do you understand?"

Happiness came too suddenly. Zhou Dejia listened and listened very carefully, and he didn't have any thoughts to save face. If he understood, he understood, and if he didn't understand, he asked directly. Master He Jingfeng didn't mean to be angry.

After the one-on-one teaching, He Jingfeng glanced at the jade bottle that Zhou Dejia was still holding in his hand before leaving, and said, "You can only eat one of these ten Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills every month. Too many meridians can't stand the medicine."

"Yes, Master, my disciple understands!" Zhou Dejia was a little surprised. How did Master know that there were ten Nine-Rank Jingfeng Pills in the jade bottle?

After He Jingfeng left, Zhou Dejia couldn't wait to find his brother after consolidating what he had learned in class.

He told all about He Jingfeng's strange performance today. After Yuan Jia listened to it, he was more certain that Feng Jing had something to do with He Jingfeng. The bottle of Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills should have been given to Feng by He Jingfeng. Jing's, maybe Feng Jing might be He Jingfeng's illegitimate child!

However, Yuan Jia did not tell Zhou Dejia of his guess. It involved the existence of Feng Jing, and he couldn't explain it in a few words, so he said: "The Jiuzhuan Jingfeng Pills in this sect are all refined by the sect master, so the sect master recognized it at a glance. That jade bottle is not surprising."

Zhou Dejia didn't think much about it, and turned to ask another thing: "Brother, you said that we have been in the Holy Martial Sect for five or six years, and Deng Jin has never contacted us..."

Yuan Jia pondered: "Dejia, you haven't left the apprentice yet, so you can't go down the mountain for the time being. After you leave the apprenticeship, we will go down the mountain, and we should make an end with him."

Although Deng Jin will always protect them secretly, but it is not so easy to come to this Holy Martial Mountain. Even if Deng Jin is a master second only to He Jingfeng, I am afraid that it is impossible to sneak into the headquarters of the Holy Martial Sect.

And Deng Jin probably never imagined that the Yuanjia brothers could rise so fast in the Demon Sect. Even if he had placed people in the Demon Sect, those eyeliners would not be able to reach the direct disciples of the sect master and the brothers and sisters of the direct disciples. characters.

Unless the Yuanjia brothers take the initiative to contact those eyeliners, the problem is that they don't know which people in the demon sect are the eyeliners placed by the righteous sect.

So Dunkin could only wait for the two to leave the Demon Sect before looking for an opportunity to contact them.

Yuanjia also wants to solve the hidden danger of Deng Jin as soon as possible. He and Zhou Dejia are very happy in the Demon Sect. When Zhou Dejia inherits the position of the leader in the future, he can completely wash the Demon Sect from a black and evil force to a legitimate and serious force. Maintain the law and order of one party.

Then Deng Jin and some high-level leaders of Tianyi who know their undercover identity should shut up, otherwise they will pierce their identities, how can Zhou Dejia inherit the position of the leader of the demon sect?

Yuan Jia remembered He Yanran, the heroine, and asked, "Dejia, how does your senior sister treat you?"

Zhou Dejia thought that his brother was worried that the sister was not good to him, "Brother, don't worry, the sister was very dedicated when she taught me, and she didn't mean to suppress me. Although the sister is a saint, she has no intention of inheriting the position of the leader. Otherwise, she wouldn't persuade Master to accept another apprentice."

Yuan Jia coughed lightly and said, "I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you, is your senior sister too close to you?"

Zhou Dejia was stunned for a moment before he could react, and he immediately got a big red face.