Super Soldier King

Ye Qian was surprised!

For the first time, someone said to his face that he wanted to be someone like him!

The first thought in Ye Qian's mind was that the kid's brain was kicked by a donkey!

Thinking of him, Ye Qian has never been so comfortable in his practice, and he is like a professional model worker among practitioners.

Talented, willing to work hard, willing to take risks when it's time to fight, and a little bit of luck. Every time I take risks, I finally gain something. This is how I have practiced so far without any danger. There is really not much luck to speak of.

Compared with the disciples of the top forces, such as the Feixian sect, they can't even get out of the mountain gate until they reach the Dao Sighting Realm. All the way through the train.

Thinking about how much suffering Ye Qian had endured and how many places he traveled to in order to enter the Dao Observation Realm, it was really bitter tears and tears. Don’t be too wronged and hard. Now there is a fool who gave up becoming a disciple of the top power He felt that this kind of life is what he pursued, and Ye Qian didn't know what to say.

In fact, it was still a bit dark, Ye Qian was very happy, he finally met a little fan, it would be even better if he was a girl.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Before Ye Qian said anything, Fan Hun, the little fan's father, asked coldly. Qian himself is a wanted person on the lore warrant, no matter whether he can kill Elder Wang Xuesong this time, he himself is a wanted criminal who was killed by the Feixian sect and quickly. It was only a short period of time for the Feixian sect to destroy the sect.

"Of course my son knows!" Fan Nianen moved his knees and knelt down to his father.

"You know what will happen to my Fan family if you worship this person as your teacher?" Fan Hui continued to ask in a cold voice, feeling a little dizzy.

"Son knows!" Fan Nianen said with difficulty, why didn't he know that the person next to him met for the first time through the killing order of the Immortal League, and his kneeling body was almost lowered to the floor of the snowmobile, "Son is willing to destroy his appearance, Changing names by feigning death will not implicate the Fan family!"

"Are you going to be mad at me as a father!" Fan Hui wanted to vomit blood when he heard the words, but he could even say these words, which showed that his son was determined not to go on the bright road, and wanted to follow Ye Qian all the way to the dark.

"My son is unfilial and let his father down!" Fan Nianen nodded in embarrassment.

"I said, it seems that I haven't promised anything yet?" Ye Qian looked at the big drama staged by the father and son in front of him, and said quite speechlessly. Liu Tu Honghuang was to study the eternal problem of half-demon cultivation, and the other was Zhao Congwen, a visitor from another world. At first, he used Zhao Congwen's soul to locate the coordinates of that other world. The method is the real acceptance of Dantong.

Fan Nianen has a good talent for cultivation, otherwise he would not be among the top 100 young generation of Xianmeng as a casual cultivator. Regardless of his temperament, this decision is definitely the top choice. Unfortunately, Ye Qian did not accept apprentices No matter how good the talent and determination are, it won't catch Ye Qian's eyes at all.

"Please fulfill me, senior!" Fan Nianen moved his knees, turned back to Ye Qian and nodded.

"If you want to become someone like Ye, you don't need to be a disciple of Ye, you just have to go out and venture alone!" Ye Qian didn't directly refuse, after all, he is also his little fan, so there is still some preferential treatment.

"Senior, please advise me where to go?" Fan Nianen asked respectfully. He thought it was a test given by Ye Qian. However, unless the relationship with a teacher is particularly good or the relationship is particularly good, it will always be a test, let alone him. Or a temporary idea halfway through.

"..." Ye Qian was speechless, feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't delve into it too much. After thinking about it, he said to Fan Nian'en, "Go to Yaoxian City, where the eighth-rank enlightenment pills and eighth-rank demon spirit pills are born one after another. There will be great opportunities in the future, and of course, great dangers, you decide for yourself!"

Ye Qian didn't say a word, he will return to Yaoxian City after this trip, there is a certain chance to take care of it, but this must not be said clearly, the ghost knows if this little fan can leave the road arranged by his family, Fish into the sea, who knows what will happen in the future!

"Thank you senior for your guidance!" Fan Nianen bowed his head again.

"..." Ye Qian was speechless, he always felt weird, obviously he was threatening Fan Hui to lead the way, why did he limped his son, he had a bright future, he had to go to Yaoxian City by himself to earn a share Opportunity, courage is commendable but the brain is sick.

"Father?" Fan Nianen looked at his father, Fan Hun, he had already finished what he wanted to say, and he didn't know how to speak at this moment.

"Father Daoist Ye, if you get what you want this time, you will get what you want as a father!" Fan Hui looked out of the window expressionlessly, with the flurry of snow and wind in his pupils, which was very similar to the complicated mood at the moment. He still feels that There is no chance of winning in front of him, so I just use this matter to let my son see Ye Qian's fate, and put away those unrealistic thoughts.

"Thank you, father!" Fan Nianen bowed his head and said nothing more. He recognized Ye Qian and naturally believed that Ye Qian could continue the miracle he had done before, beheading Elder Wang Xuesong. As for kindness, when he found what he wanted , that kindness is only his father's kindness, and has nothing to do with him. His father has reminded in advance that if Elder Wang Xuesong still dies under Ye Qian's sword, it will not be the Fan family's fault.

After this time, half an hour later, Fan Hui drove the snowmobile to a valley and stopped. Unlike before, it was a vast expanse of whiteness. In the snow here, there were sporadic red flowers blooming here and there. The red ones were quite eye-catching. .

"This is... a mandala?" Ye Qian took a curious look after getting out of the car. Of course, it is not the mandala blooming on the edge of the legendary underworld, but just a cold-resistant mortal plant, not even a spiritual thing, except Good looking, useless.

"You made Daoist Ye laugh, it's windy and snowy outside, how about coming in and talking?"

A distant and bright voice came out from the valley, Ye Qian smiled slightly, and took off a dozen beautiful mandala flowers and put them in the storage ring. These flowers have no real value, but as a parting gift, it is quite a gift for a beauty. suitable.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please!" Fan Hui waited for Ye Qian to finish all this, and led the way ahead. Although he hadn't been here for decades, he never dared to forget the way.

Ye Qian followed Fan Hui into the valley, and the warm wind mixed with the fragrance of plants and trees immediately spread over his face. What caught his eyes was the green grass and spirits, full of vitality, warm as the spring, and the wind and snow outside. The snowfields are in stark contrast.

Along a small stream, under the guidance of Fan Hui, Ye Qian saw that at the end of the stream was a pool, above the pool was a small waterfall formed by melting snow, and there were four great powers sitting around the round stone in Tan Zhong, Drinking and having fun.

On the stone in the center of the pool, there was a young man in Chinese clothes wearing an ancient temple and a wide-sleeved gown. When Ye Qian saw this person, he felt that this person was Wang Xuesong, otherwise he would not have sat on the main seat. It's just that this person looks quite young, and he doesn't look like someone of the same generation as Changlin at all. I don't know whether it is because of his beauty, or he directly entered the realm of peeping at a young age.

For most practitioners, the changes in appearance will be much slower at the beginning of the Dao Peeping Realm, and will freeze at the seventh level of the Dao Peeping Realm. If they were still young at that time, such as a genius like Nanhuang Xueguo Madoka, they would be completely mature when their bodies are fully grown. Only after opening will there be such passive benefits. If you have never taken Zhuyan Pill, you can roughly judge a person's cultivation potential just by looking at his age and cultivation base.

Like Wang Xuesong, a powerful practitioner who is at least two or three hundred years old can still look about the same age as Ye Qian, which is not easy.

"Fan Patriarch has worked hard, please take a seat, presumably this is the one who killed my Feixian Sect's young leader Wei Chengfeng, who was wanted by the lore, and now killed my Feixian Sect elder Fang Jibo Ye Qian, please take a seat and drink first A cup to get rid of the wind and cold!" Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese clothes, said calmly and greeted the guests.

Not far from the young man in Chinese clothes, there happened to be two round stones that were empty. On the round stones, there were tables, mats, drinks, melons and fruits.

"Fan is late. I hope Elder Wang and everyone will forgive me. I will punish myself with three glasses first!" Fan Hun took his son Fan Nian'en to pick a round stone closer to Wang Xuesong, toasted and poured himself three glasses of wine.

"Okay!" Wang Xuesong applauded with all the experts, and then turned to look at Ye Qian who was seated with a smile on his face.

"This person should be Elder Wang Xuesong of the Feixian Sect..." Ye Qian poured a glass of wine, made a respectful respect to Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese clothes in the center, and then paid respects to the other five great experts, and toasted the first glass of wine, "The second Once I meet you all, this cup is a toast to today's fate!"

After Ye Qian finished speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, but the wine didn't go into his stomach. He is an eighth-rank alchemy master, and he can tell whether there is poison or other things in the wine with just one glance.

"Okay, it's fate to meet each other, this cup, Wang has done it!" Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese clothes, laughed boldly when he saw this, and also drank the wine in the cup, and the other five powers also led the wine down , only Fan Hui's son, Fan Nian'en, knelt behind his father and watched everything silently. He was originally a peer, but now he can compete with the older generation of practitioners, but he can only rely on his father's relationship and be a bystander. The gap is not insignificant.

"This cup, I don't have much time to respect Elder Wang. If you can drink more, just drink one more!" Ye Qian looked at Wang Xuesong with some teasing eyes, and swallowed the wine in the cup again. He was very curious, and listened At this point, whether Wang Xuesong can still collapse without losing his composure.

"What did you say?"

"Bold, are you tired of living?"

"Huangkou kid, how dare you be so arrogant!"

Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese clothes, had a slight smile on his face, and he didn't say anything, but several other powerful people reprimanded him one after another. If Elder Wang Xuesong hadn't ordered them to watch from the sidelines, they would have taken action to teach Ye Qian a lesson.

"Every toast, there are always three cups. I don't know what the third cup is for Ye Daoyou?" Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese clothes, didn't lose his temper. He drank the second cup of wine with a smile and asked with a little curiosity.

"For the third cup, the Elder Jing Wang will be with you when you go, and you will be accompanied by friends, so you won't be lonely and lonely!" Ye Qian respected the last glass of wine...